It took about a week.
A fully restored Tiger tank rumbled out of the workshop at the repair facility.
Although the scars from shells were still clearly visible on its hull, with even some shell craters as large as a bowl, looking at this tank—over three meters tall and moving like a stone wall—Pierre finally understood why the Allies would scream in terror whenever they saw a Tiger tank.
On the battlefield, this boxy-looking tank was truly a behemoth. Whether it was its powerful firepower or its thick, solid armor, it was a nightmare for Allied tanks!
"This is my Tiger tank!"
Suppressing his excitement, Pierre walked over to the tank, listening to the roar of its engine.
He couldn't help but give the hull a hearty slap.
At that moment, a thought sprang to his mind—he was determined to build a tank unit in the future. Who said tanks couldn't be used in the tropics?
During the Vietnam War, didn't the Americans rampage through Vietnam with their tanks?
