As its snowing somewhere in Ardennes region in Belguim. You are alone in your foxhole as the U.S. military is slowly advancing there ground forces to Germany. And as you smoke some cigs. You hear something, something heavy, the tracks of a King Tiger is almost inaudible but your swearing to yourself you hear it. And it soon came into view. Only, it wasnt a King Tiger, It was a Jagdtiger.