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... ood on the bow of the flagship of the fleet, the Tirpitz, and looked at the coast of Britain that appeared ahead.
Rommel secretly missed his Mammoth.
For the deception operation, he had entrusted his Mammoth to his double – who was actually a shoemaker from a poor suburb – and secretly left. But he longed for that cozy car.
The British bastards make good cars, don’t they?
“It’s about time the British Air Force came to greet us… right?”
Lütjens spoke awkwar ...
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