Tiger (H) is a very sad tank. Mediocre armor, a low-damage gun, and somewhat prone to fires, he is sick of the endless noobs who think he is an unstoppable killing machine from all of those History Channel episodes of World War II and then blame the tank for not owning everything.

He needs a vacation from the World of Tanks.

Preferably somewhere without a cap circle and spawn locations. Maybe a city not ravaged by war. But when an insane light tank decides to "help" Tiger, he ends up in a world much unlike his own, in a body he is also unfamiliar with.

He has no idea where here is, nor does he know a way to return.

Oh well. At least he doesn't have to worry about gas.