安装 Steam
登录
|
语言
繁體中文(繁体中文)
日本語(日语)
한국어(韩语)
ไทย(泰语)
български(保加利亚语)
Čeština(捷克语)
Dansk(丹麦语)
Deutsch(德语)
English(英语)
Español-España(西班牙语 - 西班牙)
Español - Latinoamérica(西班牙语 - 拉丁美洲)
Ελληνικά(希腊语)
Français(法语)
Italiano(意大利语)
Bahasa Indonesia(印度尼西亚语)
Magyar(匈牙利语)
Nederlands(荷兰语)
Norsk(挪威语)
Polski(波兰语)
Português(葡萄牙语 - 葡萄牙)
Português-Brasil(葡萄牙语 - 巴西)
Română(罗马尼亚语)
Русский(俄语)
Suomi(芬兰语)
Svenska(瑞典语)
Türkçe(土耳其语)
Tiếng Việt(越南语)
Українська(乌克兰语)
报告翻译问题










Above, strange iron structures hang in the sky—bridges, cranes—ignored as if always there.
I move in shadows, unnoticed. Suddenly, I see WWII German soldiers. One guards a train door. A man enters. Then, I feel a sharp grip on my shoulder—a German officer. Without a word, he leads me into the train, up steps, into a carriage.
Near the door, a woman in rags and her daughter in a dress stand—both have no faces, smooth and blank. I’m handcuffed to a railing. Two soldiers talk quietly. The door slams like a bunker hatch. The train moves.
Then I woke up. I wish someone would create a campaign based on this dream.
still a really good map!