And then an angular alien shadow flashed in the triplex, and Lieutenant Shevchenko froze. Either the fog imperceptibly became more transparent, or his imagination suggested the missing details, but he suddenly clearly saw an unfamiliar tank some twenty meters straight ahead. Not a T-34, instinct quickly suggested. Not the old KV. Not "IS". Of course, not the short “BT”. And something completely different from the familiar silhouettes of Soviet tanks. Something alien, predatory, completely unfamiliar and very large, floating in the fog like a warship. A tall diamond-shaped hull, reminiscent of the archaic lines of the first tanks, has a huge tower like a rock. The features are completely unusual. Some ominous, creepy, hypertrophied. Like a tank that came out not from a factory assembly line, but from the page of some terrible science fiction novel about bourgeois wars.