Chapter 2: The Tenacious Guardian

  Located in the Polish capital of Warsaw, it was originally a bridgehead for the Allies to monitor every move of the Soviet Union. At this moment, it has become a temporary command post for the Soviet Red Army to participate in the battle in Central Europe.

  As the supreme commander of this headquarters Oleg Vandin, who was called by the Allies as 'the most difficult opponent', Oleg is a standard continentalist.

  His tactics have always been known for their stability and strength, his calm personality has made his troops almost never been disrupted by the Allies' tricks when fighting against the Allies, making the Allies have to use a large number of troops to deal with this calm and powerful opponent.

  In his original plan, he intended to use his own strongest elite 12th Armored Army and 13th Armored Army as the main force to attack Czechoslovakia, as a sharp knife to pierce directly into Germany's Berlin. Then, using the temporarily assembled 16th and 15th Armies as the main force for a flanking attack on the Sudetenland, and finally meeting up with Moscow's 8th Airborne Division in Berlin. The two armies were like two sharp blades piercing into the belly of the Allied forces, and the airborne division was the fatal blow that would explode in the heart of the enemy. After completing the encirclement of Berlin, he would then concentrate his forces and launch a frontal attack on the last iron defense line of the Allies in Europe - France's Maginot Line. Of course, it wasn't that he was too arrogant, but rather that he was confident that under the tactics of his most proud "Tank Sea" and "Kirov Sea", there would be no enemy that could withstand him.

  There is a credible saying:

  Ideals are beautiful, reality is cruel.

  In his tactics, the plan of the first step has been completed by half. The news received this morning that his trump card 12th and 13th armored divisions have knocked down the Allied Forces' 6th and 7th infantry divisions in Czechoslovakia. This has already completed half of the entire plan. But before he could be happy, that damned telephone rang again with a message that made him very unhappy.

  The 16th and 15th Group Armies, as the right hook fist, were unexpectedly intercepted by the Allied forces halfway, and they were even blocked in a small valley with an unknown name. Okay, block it then. Isn't there a Chinese saying that goes 'the brave win when meeting on a narrow road'?

  In the contest of armies, my infantry has never feared any enemy! Running dogs of capitalism, come on then!

  However, another unsettling piece of news emerged on the battlefield. For some reason, a 2-division armored army suddenly appeared in the rear of our military.

  This is simply impossible! According to the reconnaissance satellite's indication, within a 200-kilometer radius of their battlefield, there was not a single Allied force with more than one regiment. So when Oleg first heard that the 15th and 16th armies were surrounded, he almost took it as a joke from the communication officer.

  But a moment later, the pictures transmitted by the spy satellite made this commander very angry. His right hook seemed to be crushed by the enemy! However, it was still very dangerous. It seemed that when the battle situation became urgent, his troops finally calmed down and launched an unexpected counterattack against the Allied forces who suddenly attacked from behind...

  The situation was roughly like this. However, Oleg got another message that made him very uneasy. The 6th Allied Air Fleet stationed at Berlin Airport is going to carry out a carpet bombing of the "Right Hook" who has fallen into a desperate situation!!

  How can this be!!!!!!!?????

  Oleg, who loved his soldiers like sons, hastily requested battlefield support from the General Headquarters in Moscow and radioed Hungarian Air Force Commander Szilárd to request air support from her 9th Aviation Regiment...

  All I can do now is this much, the rest depends on those Red Army soldiers fighting in the front line. Thinking of this, the old soldier who had devoted 20 years to the Soviet Union closed his eyes and prayed silently...

  What about Xiao Bing Jia who is fighting in that nameless mountain valley now?...

  Before the century bomber dropped the doomsday bomb, the commander of this unit had a premonition that the enemy might carry out carpet bombing on the Red Army that had already fallen into the encirclement. So, he didn't even give the soldiers a chance to rest, and at the beginning, he put the armored vehicles and infantry fighting on the battlefield in front, while facing the enemy blocking in the rear, it was covered with the remaining wounded soldiers and a small amount of armored vehicles, in order to provide some time for the Red Army in the front and unnecessary casualties, he tearfully used these soldiers as bait...

  What is a heroic cut of the wrist?

  This is a heroic sacrifice!

  The death god hovering in the sky dropped bombs that brought destruction, like scattering symbols of death, and those bombs poured towards the troops illuminated by flames in the rear of the canyon...

  Bump

  A solid gasoline bomb suddenly exploded in mid-air, and the fire rain splashed onto the Red Army soldiers who were unable to escape below.

  An ill-fated warrior accidentally got splashed with sparks on his face, and after a wave of roasted meat fragrance passed by, the warrior fell straight to the battlefield and turned into a piece of charcoal...

  A warrior's hem was splashed with a small spark of fire, at first it wasn't even the size of a dot, but then that spark quickly surrounded his upper body...

  "Save me... mom..." A warrior whose lower body was engulfed in flames whispered a call to his distant loved one, but moments later, this thought too was reduced to ashes...

  Hell, living hell.

  The real hell of flames woven by humans themselves has appeared in front of human eyes.

  In the flames, countless silhouettes wailed, begged for help, cried, prayed and cursed. A hellish acrobatic show unfolded before the eyes of the living...

  "Damn capitalism!!! Fuck/your mom!!!" The soldier, enraged by the miserable cry of his comrade in the rear, charged forward towards the Allied forces who were already waiting in formation. Unfortunately, he didn't even have time to throw the Molotov cocktail filled with hatred at the enemy tank before being mowed down by the machine gun on the tank...

  "What the hell..."] Xiao Bing's eyes were wide with anger as he stared at the Allied forces blocking the only road ahead. The Allied forces in front of him consisted of three rows of steel defense lines made up of Guardian tanks, a total of 50 Guardian tanks, like the mythical guardian "Sphinx" guarding the road, firmly blocking the Red Army's only exit route. The three rows of tanks were lined up in a row, with the front-row tanks forming the main firepower and the rear-row tanks opening their infamous second skill: Fire Guide.

  The design purpose of the "monocular telescope" target indicator on the gun barrel is to reinforce other Allied weapon systems, passing enemy information to nearby friendly forces, and automatically inputting their weapon systems after correcting more than 100 fine data such as wind direction and visibility. The target identifier makes other troops' attacks on targets more accurate and more lethal. Since the identification beam cannot be maintained stably in the continuous firing of the main gun, the tankers in the Guardian formation must coordinate with each other to determine which unit is responsible for "casting bait" and others can launch an attack.

  Now, the second row of tanks in the rear opened the guide. Under the direct fire of the first row and the auxiliary fire of the third row, the Red Army's iron hammer tanks that rushed up were all hit by the enemy's firepower, and people and vehicles were blown up into canned meat...

  "How can I die here!!!" Xiao Bingjia's mind roared in anger.

  Picked up an unknown infantryman's abandoned anti-aircraft rocket launcher, and with a move that made even his own people feel incredible, he dodged the enemy's artillery fire round after round. Shells exploded one after another on the road he had just walked, and the shockwave and heat from behind made Xiao Bingjia feel like he was playing an unprecedented thrilling game...

  Russian Roulette

  For some reason, Xiao Bing suddenly thought of this thing.

  He shook his head, telling himself to forget about these things that shouldn't be noticed. He looked up and found that he had already passed through the defensive line formed by artillery, and had actually arrived at the forefront of the Allied tank formation.

  Although it was his first time handling an anti-aircraft rocket launcher, Xiao Bingjia felt as if he had been doing this for a long time. His movements were so smooth that even the most skilled anti-aircraft infantrymen in the Red Army would be impressed. In almost an instant, Xiao Bingjia had opened the safety, loaded, aimed, and was ready to fire!!

  And in front of him, the tank that was facing him had already turned its turret towards him, the black muzzle emitting an endless threat of death, making people almost think that the muzzle would emit a fatal flame in the next second!

  But he suddenly felt that nothing seemed to matter in front of him, the whole world seemed to have only him and the Guardian tank left, the originally noisy battlefield was suddenly quiet, even he himself didn't know, now he had already entered the legendary state of being one with the object!!

  "Unity of Man and Object", the legendary best state for an archer!

  BOOM!!!!!!!

  Both sides almost fired at the same time.

  The 'Red Star' multi-purpose rocket projectile fired from Xiaobing Jia's rocket launcher was like a needle that pierced the weak belly armor of the Guardian, first there was a moment of silence. Then, like a balloon, the Guardian first swelled up from its belly, and then in a loud roar, it turned into a blazing fireball...

  And the alloy armor-piercing shell fired from the 90mm smoothbore cannon of the Guardian was like a giant hammer, blasting directly at the back of Xiao Bing's armor, and the huge shockwave sent Xiao Bing's armor flying into the air like a kite before heavily falling to the ground...

  But in the instant before Xiao Bing's consciousness disappeared, he seemed to have heard the unique roar of the helicopter's rotor blades.