October 17th, 1937

The Opel Blitz came to a halt, the dust settling around the vehicle as you and the other new recruits filed out. The training camp near Luckau stretched out before you, a place that would be your home and proving ground for the foreseeable future. You shouldered your bag, taking in the surroundings—the guards talking near a Panzer III being serviced, the barracks where you'd be housed, and the imposing headquarters building that seemed to dominate the camp.

As you glanced around, a stern-looking figure emerged from the headquarters and started walking towards your group with purpose. Instinctively, you snapped to attention, standing in line with the others as she approached. Her expression was one of strict authority, leaving no room for disobedience or hesitation.

One by one, she moved down the line, asking each recruit for their name, date of birth, and other basic information. When she reached you, she stopped, her sharp eyes narrowing slightly as they met yours. The weight of her gaze was heavy, demanding nothing less than absolute respect.

"Name?" She asked, her voice firm and devoid of any warmth