Mostly Girls, und Panzer (Male Reader OC x Girls und Panzer)

Renewed Vigor

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Hospital, Unknown Location

SS Obersturmfuhrer Otto Striger

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Otto woke in a medical building, Sunlight flowing into the room,

"Gah!" He shouted, completely unsure of where he woke.

He attempted to get up, his arms felt like they were made of rubber.

"Easy, Easy," one of nurses said in German

He settled down, at least momentarily, having heard his mother language,

He was sure he would've been dead,

"Where am I?!" He demanded

"Cologne" the nurse responded

So he was still in Germany,

"good... good."  Otto thought, relieved to have been taken away from the frontline

"What year is it?" He asked in a much calmer tone

"It's 1944,"

There was a Flag of the Third Reich on the wall, reassuring that he was still in his homeland.

"Why am I here?" He said, still horribly disoriented, labored eyes still trying to piece together the surroundings.

"Your face and body were terribly burned,

Otto felt his face, it was still hurting, but he couldn't feel any burns on his skin.

We had to peel them off...."

Well, that explains why his skin felt like he was swimming in a pool of fire ants.

"I believe you were a tank commander, weren't you?" The nurse questioned.

His memory flooded back into his mind....

The American super-tank, Irma's wreckage, his diseased crew that had served with since Kursk.

His breathing hastened.

His pupils shrunk, his vision went almost black and white with sheer adrenaline.

"Please take it easy Herr SS-Obersturmfuhrer..." the nurse pleaded.

He didn't care, he needed to kill that tank.....

He needed to.....

He grabbed at the edge of the medical bed with his arms, and tried to drag himself off, only to find out that his own legs couldn't move.

He lacked the strength to do anything, for that matter

He lay on the bed, too weak to move, cursing his helplessness