Soviet Union 1991

In the south of Colombia, people still spend their lives in poverty. In this sinful country comparable to Mexico, the harm of drugs is still spreading in the decadent country. The government colludes with drug traffickers, and there is resistance from anti-government forces. Despair and fear linger in this land, and the lower class praying for a way out cannot see a glimmer of hope.

As usual, the port of Tumaco is still busy. But who knows that those containers are filled with dirty secrets, heading to Europe or North America in exchange for bloody dollars. The sin of capital lies in the invisible filth. Behind those $100 recharges that smell like ink are the wealth gained from drug dealing and human trafficking.

However, on this day, several giant ships flying the Russian flag stopped at the port of Tumaco in southern Georgia. These giant ships were heading south to Ecuador and planned to make a short stop in Colombia. The authorities did not have any suspicion. The waters near Panama were calm, and the coast guard even turned a blind eye to these giant ships, allowing them to pass through Colombia's territorial waters.

According to the corrupt nature of the Colombian government, as long as you feed enough US dollars, they don't care whether it contains guns, ammunition or other smuggled cultural relics.

But soon the customs officers discovered something unusual. These giant ships were too quiet. There were almost no sailors on the deck. Even the control room on the ship was covered with curtains after entering the port, making it impossible to see inside. situation.

Something felt a little wrong, and the customs officer asked through the intercom but did not receive any reply. He wanted to board the ship to check, but he felt some kind of subtle vibrations coming from his feet, which was like a prelude to an earthquake, and there was some kind of uneasy shaking. .

However, the scene that happened next made everyone's eyes widen. A group of spider-like steel monsters suddenly sprang out from the deck, staring at them with an electronic eye that exuded evil light, waving their claw blades. These monsters almost ignored the existence of gravity and could crawl vertically on the side of the ship, which made everyone express an incredible surprise.

Then more and more terrifying robots crawled out of the giant wheel, just like the emergence of the Zerg in the Starship Fleet, but the monsters with iridium alloy steel claws were far more durable than the living bugs.

If you observe it from mid-air, you will be surprised to find that the entire ship has become a nest at this time. The modified hull is filled with these evil electronic robots. They swarm out from the gap opened on the deck, as if ready to The hunting ants rush towards the port city of Tumaco.

The Super Mi-24 helicopter, which was modified from the Hind Helicopter, carried its own artillery and launched a sudden attack on the ground facilities. The rocket nest and the artillery carried under the gun barrel smashed into the ground facilities.

One after another, the flames spread, and everyone watched in stunned silence as the helicopter launched an attack at the port of Tumaco.

At the same time, communist guerrillas also conducted an armed raid on the city of Tumaco, trying to defeat the Colombian army in the south, once again filling the world with the glory of the Red Road.

The sudden change made others unable to guard against it. Soon they took over the dock, controlled the hub of the city, and swept towards the government headquarters area.

Mustache, who got off the boat, stood on the dock, looking at the fire in the distance with a proud smile on his lips. They received orders from Moscow half a month ago and were sent to Colombia to make contact with local guerrillas, overthrow the government, and establish a redist country.

The idea of ​​​​the guerrillas is to hope that Soviet military advisers can help them develop and grow. Who knows that they will give each other surprise gifts as soon as they come up.

Occupy the cities in southwestern Colombia, cut off transportation chokepoints, and carry out differentiated management. Instead of encircling the cities through the policy of weak rural areas, with the support of the Soviet modern troops, it is completely possible to take over the country of Colombia.

Very crude Russian thinking.

"We are ready. The terrorist robots are fighting a fierce battle with the Colombian troops on the traffic arteries, but their G3 rifles cannot penetrate our steel robots at all. The battle lines are approaching further. It is estimated that by the evening, we will be able to attack the mayor. Enjoyed dinner in the villa.”

Mustache smiled and nodded, his gloomy eyes scanning the burning port.

"Order the troops to continue moving forward. After controlling the entire Colombia, start setting up defenses here. Our V3 rockets and anti-aircraft cannons should be moved out. Colombia has 72 combat aircraft and 60 armed helicopters. This amount of troops is not enough for our air defense force. We will fill our stomachs with the armored division and transport the MCV on the ship into the port. We must enter the inland city as soon as possible, and then make further plans. Romanov ordered us to assist the local communist guerrillas in occupying the country within two months. Look after three weeks,"

Having MCV means that the Soviet army can completely take root and sprout anytime and anywhere like dandelion seeds. It no longer needs to continuously transport logistical supplies from Moscow. And when the time is right, Colombia will become a blood-red country.

With the sacred brilliance of communism, South America is dyed red.

Since the core group was attracted by the Soviet Union, their sphere of influence has been rapidly expanding. Commanders who have always regarded themselves as Soviet orthodox are naturally unwilling to watch someone stand up to claim their credit. Kukov took the initiative to open up a front behind enemy lines in South America. As for the slogan of helping the Colombian people eradicate the harm of drugs, it is just to carry out a series of cooperation with Cuba and threaten the Americans' back garden.

The best way to put out your own fire is to light another burning fire. A fire has ignited in the back garden of North America, just in time to disrupt the United States' Asia-Pacific strategy. The English bastard's vision was limited to the European continent at most, but the Soviet Union looked at the entire world and wanted to set off a revolutionary storm here.

The tanks moved on.

The terrifying robots surrounding the top of the building are looking at the city with billowing black smoke. They occupy the commanding heights. The attack without rearmament has been defeated. New soldiers in the armored infantry fighting vehicles are trying to take back the city. Accompanying the armored vehicles were M-3ai tanks. When the soldiers looked at the bloody corpses on the ground, they involuntarily made a cross on their chests.

A soldier squatted down to check the wound and took a deep breath of cold air. His chest was completely penetrated, as if his heart was hollowed out by some kind of sharp claws. The blood had long solidified. The other people died in the same way. What was even more terrifying was that some of the soldiers died in the same way. The limbs were separated directly, leaving only half of the body. His hand was still on the trigger, and all the magazines were emptied.

There were bullet holes in the walls all around the street and they had rifles shooting in all directions as they were surrounded by something and fought until the end.

As soon as the soldiers raised their heads, they saw a giant tank slowly appearing in their field of vision at the corner at the end of the street. Some spider-like steel robots were attached to the tank's body, waving their steel claws at them.

The m-3ai fired first, hitting the opponent's turret with one shot, but it bounced away unexpectedly. Their artillery has no effect at all against a heavy cruiser of this tonnage.

The track began to move forward, and the terrorist robot didn't even need to take action. The 12.7mm machine gun mounted on one side turned the surrounding soldiers into a bloody mess.

Apocalypse, the last pride of the tank family, runs through the chariot of red faith, and does not even aim its proud artillery at the light tank in front of it.

However, this kind of light crispy skin is like an ant encountering a giant elephant in front of Apocalypse. They can only see the huge shadow on the ground through the periscope and the steel tracks moving forward.

Then an entire light tank was severely crushed, merging the crew and steel inside into a pile of bloody scrap metal.

They were horrified to find that bullets were ineffective against these steels!

Inertial thinking can easily make people ignore the essence of the matter. They are not facing harassing guerrillas, but a powerful offensive force.

What is the slogan for the Soviet advance? ,

Crush! Ula!

General Krukov looked at the invading Apocalypse tanks and still did not forget the most important thing. He was busy giving orders to the people around him.

"By the way, drive everyone out of this city and confiscate the property of the rich. Then drive them into factories. As for the slums, if they don't welcome us, the army will crush them in and kill all those who dare to resist. . We don’t need to be merciful to the drug lords. We have given orders to the mcv. Anyone found carrying drugs will be killed without even having to apply for a report.”

The adjutant hesitated for a moment and then said, "If we do this, many people in Tumaco will die. It may not be conducive to our rule."

"Yes, many communists will die in Tumaco, but this is conducive to our control. Fighting violence with violence is the most direct way to solve the problem. They are all perverse executioners and accomplices of capitalism. These The fate of the people is the same as the fate of the Ukrainian oligarchs. Can you imagine the wonderful scene of all the famous drug lords in this country hanging on the telephone poles?”

The sea breeze blew up the adjutant's clothes, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

This is really a general who is difficult to distinguish between emotions and anger.

"It must be very exciting."

Krukov murmured to himself, making a gesture of wiping his neck, and then said the same words as when he invaded Brighton Beach.

"Hello, stooges of capitalism."

"The Red Soviets are coming."