Talk:P.A.N.Z.E.R./@comment-24142455-20150927213143

-Tobruk, Lybia-

Schreiner: At last! Cold weather!

Berger: Your relieved at last? You should have done what I have done, and changed!

Schreiner: Into khaki shorts!? You look like some amazon jungle explorer, take that hat off!

Berger: Never! It looks nice!

Schreiner: Yeah, thats what the wine says, now hurry up! We have to review Wüstenratte's forces by tomorrow!

Berger: Can't we go to that new restaurant they installed? They have actual food!

Schreiner: Just because Wüstenratte doesn't have wine, doesn't mean it is actual food! We aren't eating maggots for gott's sake!

Berger: Fine! Just to let you know, I'll bet you 50 reichmarks that tomorrow you'll be sweating like a dog!

Schreiner: It's on! I've been looking forward to buy that new 50 reichmark pen for my collection!

Berger: Ha! We'll see.

The two drove down the occupied streets of Tobruk, and Schreiner looked at the moon, and looked at his watch, seeing that it was almost time for the inspection.

Schreiner: Driver! Get us to Wüstenratte's office immediatly!

Driver: Of course Herr Schreiner!