Even in the skies above the quagmire of the Eastern front, the gunfire never ceases. It’s here that the Salamander Kampfgruppe has been thrust into the madness of battle once again as another cog in the machine of war. For good or for ill, the time has come to reap what they have sown. Their only hope is that they will be blessed with a harvest of victory.
By Carlo Zen and Shinobu Shinotsuki