Erich stood in awe as he looked around him. He had not even been in this era for but a few moments, yet he had accidentally stumbled upon the Germanic League, and by extension the founders of the Germanic Star-Empire.
However, this opinion was not shared by the others, who thought Erich was either some kind of freak at best, or at the very worst, an agent of the EU, sent with the purpose of destroying them. Because of this, they raised their rifles at Erich, many of which were modernized Soviet-Era firearms.
The man named Manfred Hartmann quickly walked away from Erich's side with a cautious expression on his face, instead standing alongside the ranks of his brothers in arms, and in doing so pulling out the pistol he was concealing and pointing it towards Erich's head.
"You know who I am? Just who the hell are you, man?"