"Of course, this is the star company of 501 independent heavy tank fighter battalion. Welcome, sir." The lieutenant said with a genial smile, "I''m second only to you in the list of tank killers, Mitchell. Mitchell? Lieutenant Whitman He pointed to a young boy not far away who looked not much older than Ryan and said, "that''s the third guy in the line. He''s only 16 years old, and he''s the youngest tank commander in the SS. He''s always made you an idol. What''s the name? What''s the name“ Otto The boy in the officer''s hat at an angle raised his head, showed a face thinner than Ryan''s, pursed his lips, and introduced himself childishly: "Otto? Carlos is me Marcus had been following Ryan''s tank. When he heard the names of the two men, he felt soft and stumbling. My God, this is a star company.