Tigertank hightpoly

sketchfab

The commander barked out a sharp command to charge ahead, and the infantry surged forward like a tidal wave, their bayonets glinting menacingly as they advanced into the fray. The tank, a lumbering behemoth of steel and fire, lurched forward with a deafening roar, its tracks screeching in protest as it bucked and heaved over the rough terrain. The gunner's finger tightened around the trigger, his eyes fixed intently on the enemy lines as he waited for the perfect moment to strike. The artillery pounded away relentlessly, sending shells screaming into the heart of the enemy position with a deafening crash that sent shockwaves rippling through the air.