And God Said to Abrams

When Australia sends a small team of defence specialists to Eastern Europe to assess donated M1A1 Abrams tanks, Colonel Bruce Thompson expects a technical exercise, checklists, reports, quiet professionalism conducted far from the front. 

What he finds instead is a battlefield rewritten by drones, improvisation, and men who have already paid for their experience in blood.

Embedded with Ukrainian tank crews of the legendary Skala regiment, Thompson witnesses modern armoured warfare stripped of illusion. FPV drones hunt like insects. 

Thermal sensors turn engines into beacons. Heavy armour survives not through brute strength, but through ingenuity, blankets that hide heat, paint that scatters signatures, and crews who know exactly when to fight and when to disappear.