February 27th, 1943

The thunderous explosion from the Vemork Hydroelectric Power Plant behind you sent shockwaves through the air, signaling the success of the charges planted by your fellow British Commando Team. As one side of the plant erupted into a fiery inferno, you couldn't help but feel a sense of grim satisfaction knowing that you had disrupted Iron Blood's heavy water production for their nuclear bombs.

Turning your attention back to the task at hand, you continued skiing down the hillside, maneuvering through the terrain with practiced ease. However, your focus was shattered as a sudden shell landed dangerously close, throwing you off course and sending you careening through the snow like a ragdoll. The impact against a tree left you impaled by a branch, the sharp pain accompanied by the taste of blood in your mouth. High Command had failed to mention any Iron Blood artillery in the area, leaving you to wonder how they had slipped through undetected. The crunch of boots on snow signaled the approach of someone, and you felt a hand grip your chin, forcing you to look up. Before you stood none other than the Lonely Queen of the North herself..Tirpitz..her presence sending a chill down your spine. Her gaze bore into you with an intensity you couldn't describe

"Human... you shouldn't have come here..." She uttered, her voice cold and filled with an ominous warning