Chapter 3: Close Combat

  Let's not mention how Xiao Bing Jia was stunned by the Guardian Tank's cannon attack.

  Let's rewind time back 12 hours first.

  The Soviet-Hungarian 8th Air Force Base, at dawn, a few strands of morning breeze blew by, and the dew dropped from the wildflowers with a rustling sound, filling the air with a faint floral scent.

  The once bustling Oslo airport is now quiet, with a few unknown birds standing on the high branches chirping happily.

  As the orange sunrise slowly rises, a low rumble comes from the hangar, and the entire airport starts a new day of hustle and bustle.

  The originally closed hangar slowly opened, and a helicopter loaded with two high-power rotors flew out of the hangar slowly, followed by the second one, the third one, rising continuously.

  A row of all-silver Mig-35 "Air Killers" quietly stood on the airport, Soviet Air Force commander Shana boarded the plane with an extremely elegant posture, then quickly closed the glass cockpit cover and pressed the start button. The engine nozzles at the tail and belly of the aircraft opened simultaneously, under the thrust of the red flames rising from the bottom, the Mig-35 rose straight into the air like those terrifying red sharks.

  "Alright boys, let's go!" With Shana's calm command, one after another MiG rose into the sky, and the Soviet tactical support would officially start from here.

  Shana Aikhens and Natasha were two of the few female commanders in the Soviet Union, collectively known as "The Flowers of the Soviets".

  Young, beautiful and holding a high position, she seemed to be the dream girl of all Soviet men. It is said that in the year she took command of the 1st Aviation Regiment, the number of applications for the air force increased by 32 times! Almost all ace pilots hoped to join the 1st Aviation Regiment under her command.

  The tree is prominent in the forest, and the wind will inevitably knock it down. As a result, various rumors about Shana's identity naturally emerged. Some said she was the illegitimate daughter of Premier Chernenko, while others claimed she was his secret person. However, the Soviet people apparently believed the first rumor more, and as for the second one, people generally thought it was a slander by capitalist spies or a fabrication by some disgruntled losers.

  Xiana is one of my favorite commanders in the game.

  Now Shana is going to provide air support for her comrade Oleg, damn it. According to reports from the front line, Oleg's 'Right Hook' 15th and 16th Infantry Regiments were ambushed in a small valley near Podex, and things seem pretty bad. So HQ decided that this Soviet 'Airborne Queen' would provide air support for her comrade on the battlefield, to take care of those damn UN bombers and Century bombers.

  At the same time, in order to deal with those damned Allied tanks, the twin-rotor helicopters flying low behind her were loaded with a full 300-man magnetic explosion infantry corps. This was specially ordered by the top brass for Nikolai Moskvin, the "Electric Executioner", who had been transported from the Vladivostok military base thousands of miles away. The original plan was to use them in conjunction with Moskvin's airborne division to parachute into Berlin and then control the streets and ports, but a change in the situation forced this most unpopular branch of the Red Army to participate in this firefight first.

  But the maddening speed of these tandem helicopters made the accompanying MiG fighters feel a bit down, and if it weren't for the orders from above to maintain radio silence during support operations, these self-proclaimed elegant MiG fighter pilots would have already begun cursing loudly.

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  On the battlefield where the 15th and 16th legions clashed, the battle between the two sides had reached a boiling point. The blood of the comrades who died miserably in the rear and the god-like destruction of the anti-aircraft infantry's one-shot (Xiao Bing Jia) had stirred up the hot blood of the Iron Hammer tank drivers, driving them to madness.

  They roared, cursed and hated as they drove their iron-fisted tanks like ancient Roman gladiators fearlessly charging into the enemy's phalanx. Relying on the powerful engine of the iron fist, they used the corpses of their comrades who were blown up in front of them as shields, and charged towards the guardian army with overwhelming momentum.

  Bump

  The 85mm armor-piercing gun unique to the Iron Hammer tank let out a deafening roar like their battle cry. The tungsten alloy armor-piercing shell shot out of the barrel was like a poisonous thorn that pierced into the side armor of the Guardian in front, and in an earth-shaking explosion and dazzling flames, the Guardian instantly turned into a burning mass of scrap iron.

  And behind him, more and more iron hammers joined the battle. Under the terrifying blow of the iron hammer's armor-piercing force, the front row of guardian tanks actually showed a hint of panic.

  In theory, the 90mm smoothbore cannon of the Guardian should be a stable winner against the 85mm armor-piercing cannon of the Iron Fist. However, the situation here is completely opposite, and the answer lies in the different armor used by the two tanks.

  The Guardian tank uses ordinary composite steel plates and reinforced armor in some important places. However, the Iron Hammer tank is different. Its shape embodies the Soviet's consistent 'coarse' feature. Perhaps it can't compare to the Guardian in terms of engine power, but they have put a lot of thought into the tank's armor, relying on the rich metal deposits in Russia's Siberian wilderness, they finally developed an ultra-strong titanium alloy armor casting body after exhausting countless efforts, making their Iron Hammer proud to crush the Rhinoceros T-60 tank with overwhelming firepower and armor at the previous Soviet Armed Exhibition.

  So, a warhammer taking down a guardian is almost ridiculously easy. Because after the warhammer blows up the guardian it'll probably still have about one-third of its health left over.

  The tanks of the two armies of the Red Alliance soon clashed together, and the formation confrontation had turned into a melee.

  The clumsy turret spun desperately, the hot barrel continuously spewing flames of death. The officers on both sides manipulated the overloaded war machine with tension, fear and fatigue, constantly charging at each other, sending enemy comrades back to their respective gods.

  However, in the rear of the Red Army, the death god who was still rampaging in the sky had disappeared unknowingly. This was because they had just received news that the Red Army's air support unit had arrived within 30 kilometers of the battlefield, and under the sharp warning sound of the early warning aircraft, the century bombers reluctantly left the battlefield that had become hell.

  Actually, the 15th and 16th legions originally had anti-aircraft vehicles. In this hastily assembled force, there were still 10 Crocodile vehicles. However, due to the nighttime operation and the lack of self-control radar on their own vehicles, the Crocodiles became mere decorations on the battlefield. The Crocodiles, filled with regret, were then reduced to a pile of steel fragments under the precise bombing of the peacekeeping bombers.

  But the Allied forces behind them were extremely depressed at this moment, because they didn't even have half an enemy to attack. In Gilreis' simple mind, he thought that the Red Army, which was panicked and disorganized under the bombing of the Century bomber, would rush towards his own well-prepared rear defense line like a group of homeless children, and then be defeated one after another under the attack of his two infantry divisions brought over by hyperspace transmission and his original two armored divisions.

  It should have been like this!!

  However, heaven seemed to have played a huge joke on him.

  The Red Army seemed unaware of them, leaving their backs open to themselves. A fully armored elite corps that had exhausted all its strength in the front.

  Fine, you ignore us and we'll ignore you. We can still reason with you. Just as Zhilinski was about to order the four Allied army corps to attack the surrounded Red Army, a frontline commander brought him some unpleasant news.

  The road ahead was blocked by incendiary bombs dropped by bombers.

  Is this what they mean by "what goes around comes around"? The petite and lovely Allied communications officer, Eva McKenna, teased him with a smile on the big screen.

  Just as Gillis decided to lie down on the sand and have a cup of coffee to relieve his stress, his rear commander suddenly gave him an anxious face on the big screen.

  "Commander! There are a large number of armed helicopters appearing in our rear!!"

  Today's portion is written, but I still have time. If by noon I see that my recommendations exceed 25, I will update another chapter in the afternoon.

  Spoiler alert, next chapter 'Magnetic Storm's Fury!!!!'