Soviet Union 1991

The steel is burning, and the legions of hell are marching forward. ?

No one can stop them. The Romanian defenders are already at the end of their strength, and it is impossible to stop the armored corps that are swarming like a tide.

Carrying hail and storms like an organ behind them, they fiercely shoot rockets into the sky. Each rocket shoots out a dazzling flame at the tail, and it passes through the sky in a bloody arc like fireworks. These blizzard rocket launchers that were once prepared for the liberation of the world are once again aimed at those traitors who betrayed the sacred will and the doctrine they once believed in.

Everything will disappear in the overwhelming attack.

The buildings in the town are constantly blown away, and the collapsed buildings and dust bury the Romanian army that tried to evade and resist. The Shilka self-propelled artillery was blown into a pile of scrap metal, and the t55 tank disappeared in the billowing smoke. Looking up from the ground, you can see countless light strips that tore through the air and fell accurately on the positions of the government forces, and then turned into smoke-filled ruins after the huge explosion.

The bombing lasted only a few dozen seconds, and the front line became quiet a minute later.

Looking at the other side through the telescope, the Romanian armored forces no longer had the power to resist. Bucharest is already within reach. As long as they cross this river, everything will end today. Voinea is also waiting, waiting for the news of the Capitol Building incident to reach the front line, so that they can raise the flag and surrender automatically.

The Romanian command center is in chaos. They are horrified to find that no matter what the information cannot be conveyed, they don’t know what happened on the front line, nor do they know the situation of the Romanian Ministry of Defense. The front-line command center is like a lonely boat in the ocean with no chance to ask for help. The Soviet electronic warfare has blocked all the ways out for Romanian fighters.

"We can't contact any army, including General Stenculescu. We are in absolute silence."

When the communications personnel told the commander General Kichak this desperate news, he tried to calm down and tried to make a final struggle. The mood of impending defeat permeated the troops. They had a premonition that they didn't have much time left. The fear spread within the army. They found that they could no longer stop the advance of the ** army's armored forces. Not only did they have the advantage of T55 tanks in number, but there were even more terrifying T72 tanks and Tornado rockets on the battlefield. In terms of the number of weapons, the opponent also had an advantage.

Suddenly, all the computer screens in the headquarters showed snow screens. Kicak frowned in dissatisfaction. This was the third time this had happened. He stood in the middle and roared at the communication personnel angrily, "Damn it, who can solve this damn electromagnetic interference for me? Why is there no one among you who can be the opponent of the Soviet electronic warfare forces? The country spends so much money on training every year, not to support you in vain! Hurry up and solve this problem for me."

Kicak kicked over the table, and all the documents were scattered on the ground. The papers fluttered in front of him, and his angry eyes seemed to devour everything. The failure of the battles in recent days made him lose his calmness. Although he tried his best to advocate moving out of Bucharest, the group of idiots at the top refused to take a step back based on the situation.

This also made Kicak helpless and completely unable to solve the Soviet army that was pressing step by step. The Romanian 6th Army was trapped to death on the front line by a group of idiots.

The command room was calm and silent, and no one dared to refute the angry old man in front of him. Under the guidance of Marshal Ogarkov, the Soviet army's information reform has gone further than that of the United States. It is wishful thinking for a Romanian command to fight against the Soviet army's best electronic warfare troops. The information warfare capabilities demonstrated by the Soviet army are not comparable to those of a small country in Eastern Europe.

The electronic warfare aircraft far in the sky have already taken control of the overall situation. The Romanian command system, which lacks renewal, is like a rusty and blunt knife, and it is difficult to cause damage to the Soviet army. However, the Soviet army can easily break through their system and record the details of the entire command on the hard drive.

The photos taken during the square riot are being uploaded to the Romanian command. After the upload is completed, they all want to see what expression the Romanian government army command will have when they see those photos.

The originally white snow screen suddenly jumped out countless photos, clearly showing them in front of everyone. Those were members of parliament and members of the Constantinescu cabinet who were hanged on street lights. The command staff turned their heads and looked at Chicak of the Romanian government army.

They are waiting for an explanation.

"This is nothing but a despicable conspiracy of the enemy. The Romanian troops have not collapsed yet. Keep fighting."

Kiczak looked at the pictures with disdain. He was well aware of the enemy's psychological tactics. The front line was losing step by step, and the psychological warfare tactics had become one of the means for these people to achieve the goal of quickly resolving the war.

But they have not compromised yet. As long as the war continues, the Romanian troops have no reason to compromise.

However, more desperate news is approaching the headquarters step by step. The officials sent by the Social Democratic Party rushed directly into the headquarters, and the people who got off the car hurried to the command post.

The officials in suits and leather shoes appeared in the army, and everyone's heart was filled with a sense of uneasy fear.

Kiczak turned around and saw the presidential adviser with a sweaty face. He pulled Kiczak's sleeve and gasped, "It's over, everything is over."

"What happened?"

Kiczak questioned the other party with a dissatisfied face, "We are still fighting the last battle. If you dare to shake the morale of the army, I will be the first to kill you!"

The presidential adviser grabbed Chiczak's tie and replied indifferently, "I said, it's over. Now I am ordering the Romanian army to end the last battle on behalf of the new government. Did you hear it clearly? Constantinescu's top leaders have all been hanged on the road outside the Capitol."

"Your war has no meaning anymore!"

He pointed at the bloody pictures on the screen and replied indifferently, "Do you think these things are just psychological fraud tactics to deceive you? This is the ultimatum of the Romanian rebels. If you don't lay down your arms and surrender, they will flatten this place."

Despair and collapse enveloped everyone present.

Everyone in the command center focused their eyes on Chiczak. They were waiting for the commander's final order, whether to defend this place to the death or lay down their arms and surrender to the new regime.

However, what they saw was a desperate face, staring at the pictures with tears in his eyes, muttering painfully, "Is it all over?"

"Why... the final outcome is like this..."

Everything is over. The Romanian armored forces are guided by the battle decision and are ready to forcibly occupy this city. Tanks and armored vehicles continue to attack the city. The front shovels like meat grinders are constantly moving forward with gears, and the rakes are constantly moving forward, crushing the road surface, crushing the bricks, walls and broken walls in front of them. Everything that can be seen will become slag under the steel tracks.

Su-27 fighters hovered over the city of Bucharest. The last holding positions were lost one after another due to the existence of electromagnetic interference. Without subsequent support and communication between the various troops, the Romanian 6th Army was a white mouse that was cut and surrounded. Mi-28 armed helicopters continued to destroy the remaining firepower strongholds, turning them into

Steel flooded the city, and also flooded the last chance of the Romanian army.

The torrent surrounded everything bit by bit, and also swallowed everything bit by bit. Along the way, there were scrapped armored units of the Romanian 6th Army and cold corpses soaked in the mud. The Romanian People's Army stepped on the corpses of the old era and marched all the way into the capital, toward the Capitol Building, which symbolized decadence and corruption.

The situation was set.

When the red flag began to flutter over Bucharest, everything was set in stone.

The Romanian People's Army, standing up again from the ruins, stepped into the city.

It was over, all of this. (To be continued.)8