A while back, my wife decided she wanted to do something very, very weird so she looked at all my stuff and grabbed all the heavy armor she could and then ran into our son's room and brought back the King himself. BAM! Instant Weird WWII baby! But of course, I got to be the Germans and she got to kick the hell outta me but keeping Momma happy is my job. ;) So check out the madness below.
Our story begins with a SS armored column moving through the cold and windy roads of the Ardennes. The forward vehicle halts and reports that their is possible enemy contact moving through the woods. The tanks stop and level their guns and the panzergrenadiers dismount and take up positions. The sounds of snapping trees becoming deafening and a shadowy form approaches the column. Then an inhuman roar bellows forth and with lightning speed the shadow moves and then lifts up one of the Panther tanks into the air. A grenadier fires a flare and the column see before them a vision directly from their worst nightmare!
... has a small snack. AHHHH! CHOMP! The grenadiers in the 251 see their comrade's gruesome fate and the driver puts the medal to the floor and the 251 races away.
Gotta love those little ones,