Soviet Union 1991

The defense line of Warsaw has been broken, and the Polish army and the Soviet army have launched a fierce battle in the alleys. The Nazis were not quickly armed by the Polish government and transformed into the Warsaw militia, responsible for cooperating with the Polish armored forces to fight. They often wear civilian clothes and hide their weapons under their clothes until the Soviet army approaches, and then they will immediately shoot and kill the opponent by surprise.

The Nazis adopted guerrilla tactics and tried to resist the invasion of the Soviet army with this tactic.

Of course, they did not know the military order issued by the Soviet army. Once they encountered the Nazi guerrillas, they did not need to follow the provisions of the Geneva Convention, but directly took them to the corner and executed them.

The front line began to become stalemate, and the Polish armed forces had been greatly weakened. However, the guerrillas that emerged in the streets and alleys gave the Soviet mobilization forces a very headache. Although they caught and executed some of them, there were still casualties of varying degrees. They were like ghosts wandering in the graveyard of the Afghan Empire, harassing them in a mysterious way.

So when the attack was halfway through, the Soviet army changed the personnel organization. It was no longer mainly mobilized soldiers, but led by magnetic infantry. Although the heavy equipment they wore caused their movements to be slow, they were still able to cooperate with the tanks to continue to advance.

The magnetic infantry and the Hammer tanks cooperated in action. The Nazi guerrillas hiding behind the buildings saw everything. Those magnetic infantry wearing ancient medieval armor were not worth mentioning in their eyes. This slow-moving armored force was a moving target on the battlefield.

They piled trucks in the middle of the road and lit them with torches to block the advance of the Soviet army. When the Soviet army entered the encirclement, they would attack from all directions.

"Look, these people have stopped, and a few trucks stopped them. Bah, it's just like you said." One of them spat on the ground, staring at the tanks and soldiers.

After entering the outskirts of Warsaw, the Soviet army's fighting method became split into small groups, often with two or three magnetic infantrymen and four or five mobilized soldiers, and then two Hammer tanks attacking.

The Nazi guerrillas took a look at the headshot and said proudly with a cigarette in his mouth, "The other side is a bunch of useless trash. Don't worry, just as we agreed before, the reconnaissance team is responsible for detonating the mines, and when they are at a loss, they will suppress the Soviet army with firepower."

Before he finished speaking, a hole suddenly blew up in the bunker behind him, and the Tesla coil loaded on the left hand of the magnetic infantryman turned the right arm of the guerrilla member into charcoal.

He rolled on the ground and wailed while holding the charred wound. The rest of the people wanted to stand up and look out to see what happened, but they were met with a hail of bullets. The general-purpose machine guns on the two parallel Hammer tanks fired at the trucks blocking the middle of the road at the same time. The first person who looked up was cut off half of his head by the general-purpose machine gun and fell in a pool of blood.

The people around were stunned, and their heads that were overwhelmed by victory suddenly sobered up.

"Retreat quickly, they are a group of devils!" A thug who had escaped the bullet was so scared that he shouted and kept running back, but he was hit by the Tesla arc of the magnetic storm infantry before he took a few steps. The whole person turned into a piece of charcoal under the ravages of the high-voltage current.

The rest of the people began to panic. I don't know who said to run first. The rioting crowd dropped their guns and fled quickly. Everyone knew that if they didn't run fast, they would die. Some people even tried to shoot back with submachine guns. But manpower can't compete with bullets and arcs after all. Before they ran far, the blocked cars were hit by bullets in the fuel tank. The cars piled at the intersection exploded instantly, and a bright flame rose in front of everyone. The huge air wave knocked all those who didn't have time to escape to the ground.

He was hit hard by the shock wave and fell to the ground. He was in so much pain that he couldn't get up. He turned around to see if the others were okay, but the scene he saw became the most profound mark, unforgettable.

Those who didn't have time to escape from the sea of ​​fire were burning all over their bodies, like a moving fireball, wailing heartbreakingly, and making sizzling sounds of burnt flesh. But they knelt on the ground after walking a few steps, supporting the ground with their right hands and stretching their left hands forward, looking at their accomplices who were fleeing in front of them with despair, being devoured and burned alive by the fire, and turned into a pile of black charcoal.

In front of the survivors was an insurmountable sea of ​​fire. The skin of the truck emitted an unpleasant burnt smell and a strange meaty aroma under the burning flames. Just when he thought everything had settled down, a tall figure appeared in the sea of ​​fire. He was not afraid of the blazing hell at all, and approached them step by step from the flames.

The magnetic storm soldier covered in armor looked at everyone present through the glass mask on his helmet. His right arm flashed with blue arcs, ready to charge and strike at any time to kill them completely.

The thunder of judgment sounded from the streets of Warsaw.

Then there was a loud bang, and a larger figure appeared in the sea of ​​fire.

This is the war hammer of the Red Empire.

The fearless Hammer tanks passed through the sea of ​​fire, and their tracks crushed the charred bodies, turning them into a pile of ashes on the ground. Others who had never seen such a terrible scene covered their mouths tightly, too scared to speak. The Hammer tanks did not care about the mines buried in the middle of the road, but ran over them directly with their tracks. There was another loud bang, shock waves, and dust on the ground, but the advancing tanks suffered no losses.

The Hammer tanks successfully opened up a safe path for the Soviet army behind them. Soviet mobilized soldiers wearing gas masks passed directly through the blazing fire. Holding Kalashnikov rifles, they did not care about the eyes of others at all, even in the eyes of the rioters, they were as terrible as demons crawling out of the burning hell.

The sound of gunfire and arcs echoed on the streets, which were the screams of the guerrillas, endless. They finally realized that the Soviet army in front of them was not the people they had met before. These were monsters from hell, ready to devour them.

The evil empire is advancing.

All those who disrupt the Soviet order will be punished with their land and their blood!