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The shuttle closed in and sat down on the landing pad, and with a hissing sound the ramp opened, lowering itself to the ground.
Out of it several soldiers in towering "Knacker" Power Armour marched and took position to either side of the ramp, with about 5 metres tall they stood at attention as a singular officer briskly walked out, the smoke of a small cigar curling on his uniform..
A rather old man, looking to be in the autumn of his life, about 2 metres 70cm tall, the first thing one would notice about him was the sound of metal hitting the ground..
Klank. Klank. Klank.
His left leg was no more, instead he walked on a metal stump, adding to that his left eye was covered by an eye patch, and the left side of his face scarred and burned..
He wore a typical officers uniform of the Reich, the leather coat flying as he walked forward.
He stopped a few metres he stopped, blew a cloud of smoke and looked around, waiting for someone to come forth..