This Is the True Steel Torrent
The fighting on the St. Petersburg front was at a stalemate.
Meanwhile, things weren't going well for Mansch and Guderian either.
They had already moved to the territory of the Foggy Blue Kingdom, which borders the Bear Country, as ordered by Seele. (You get the idea.)
The next command involved the two commanders splitting up, with one leading the troops to continue maneuvering within the territory of the Fog Blue Kingdom, using its terrain to trap the Russian Bear forces.
Another person moved from the Fog Blue Kingdom to the White Bear Kingdom, and then attacked Volga-Gree from the White Bear Kingdom.
The strategy of "openly repairing the plank road while secretly crossing the Chencang pass" is all about launching a surprise attack.
But that was before the outbreak of the Great Patriotic War in Bear Country.
Due to the current circumstances and the accumulation of various abnormal buffs, the Bear Country's strength and numbers can no longer be treated the same as before.
Moreover, due to the existence of the Red Will, the Mist Blue Kingdom where they are now located has become the territory of the Russian Bear Alliance, and the White Bear Kingdom, which borders it, also belongs to the Russian Bear Alliance.
Since it's all within the Russian Bear sphere of influence, the previous sneak attack plan was naturally pointless.
All of these actions will be exposed to the Russian Bear's observation.
Due to the effects of the geomagnetic storm, they have now lost Seele's command.
How they decide to proceed is up to them.
However, without eyes, a general who only knows micro-management will naturally have a significantly reduced combat effectiveness.
"It's so cold. Damn it!"
Guderian was shivering; his mechanical arm was now covered in frost, severely hindering his movement.
"General Mansch, what should our next move be?"
"Now that the Winter One channel is shut down and all remote communication systems are paralyzed, we must decide for ourselves what to do next."
Guderian picked up the old walkie-talkie inside the armored vehicle and spoke.
The geomagnetic storm destroyed all of the Challengers' advanced communication equipment, but the simplest, most primitive walkie-talkies were preserved, allowing Guderian to communicate with Mansch in this rudimentary way.
"General Goode... I think we are no longer able to carry out the Führer's mission..."
"Look ahead!"
Guderian looked out the cockpit window.
At the edge of the vast, white snowy sky, several large chimneys seemed to be spewing steam out. The steam condensed rapidly in the cold air, forming an eerie white mist that spread across the snow like a ghost.
Along with it, there were also some small black dots wriggling around the steam, like swarms of locusts crawling.
"That's?!"
Guderian took out his binoculars and looked inside; his pupils immediately dilated many times over!
The billowing steam came from the chimneys of one Arsenal after another.
These factories suddenly sprang up across the territory of the Misty Blue Kingdom, like mushrooms after rain.
The once vacant land is now occupied by dense industrial buildings.
He squinted, trying to estimate just how many Arsenals were here.
However, there were too many to count precisely, but a conservative estimate would be that there were dozens of Arsenals operating simultaneously.
In front of each Arsenal, rows upon rows of dark military equipment were parked. Guderian recognized the familiar equipment at a glance; it was the same kind of Russian Bear weaponry his army had encountered southwest of Moscow.
It has the Atama T-14 main battle tank; and the T-16 armored recovery vehicle;
In addition, there are various military equipment such as reconnaissance vehicles and tank support vehicles.
At this moment, these weapons are piled up densely in front of the Arsenal, creating a very direct sense of oppression amidst the swirling snow.
Their steel bodies appeared exceptionally cold and majestic against the backdrop of white snow!
But what drove Guderian even more insane was the speed at which those tanks were being manufactured!
It didn't feel like producing tanks; it felt more like a mother worm laying eggs...
The roar of the machines echoed through the sky, as if each roar was a call for new life.
Amidst the symphonic roar, tanks seemed to spring forth from the workshop one after another, as if conjured by magic.
It has only been a short time since the buff from the Great Patriotic War appeared, yet the Russian Bear have expanded their military strength by so much.
Therefore, the descriptions of the buffs provided by Firmament are actually true.
The productivity of the Bear Country has increased twentyfold!
Guderian couldn't understand why this absurd premise would work, and he didn't want to know.
Guderian calmed himself and continued observing through the telescope.
At the edge of the blizzard, they discovered a massive, dark array of tanks rushing toward them.
However, the heavy snow obscured the exact number of troops.
"Damn it! General Mansch, those tanks seem to have spotted us and are heading our way."
"We must prepare to meet the enemy!"
"General Mansch, you have extensive combat experience; you will be in command this time."
At this moment, the two armies were already fleeing from the pursuit of the Bear Country, and now a large number of tanks suddenly appeared in front of them, making it impossible to avoid them.
They must break through the Russian Bear tank lines as quickly as possible to have any chance of survival.
"General Guderian, I'm afraid we are powerless to help..."
"This time... we might have to disappoint the Führer."
Guderian had never heard Mansch speak with such despair.
Manshke was the war god of the German Settlement, the most cunning and skilled military strategist in the German Settlement.
Before the very end, Mansch has already given up.
"General Mansch, it's too early to talk about that now. We still have an army of 1.2 million men under our command, 1.2 million!"
"How can we be satisfied without a real fight with the Russian Bear?" Guderian asked, puzzled.
"Alas... We Aryans don't fight meaningless wars. This war is already pointless."
"The information the Koreans gave us at the beginning was completely wrong; there was absolutely no way to break through this 'Winter Is Coming' dungeon."
"Take a closer look at the Russian Bear's troop deployment."
Guderian raised the telescope once more.
When he clearly saw the number of tanks at the end of the snow, he was so shocked that his hand trembled and he dropped the binoculars to the ground.
"Those... those are tanks?!" Guderian trembled violently.
Ten thousand vehicles?
100,000 vehicles?
No! There are at least several million tanks in this fleet!
Too many!
There are just too many!
At first glance, the Russian Bear Armata tanks practically filled Guderian's entire field of vision.
They are like a moving ocean of steel, endless.
It's like a boundless ant colony, marching in droves, ready to hunt down their prey!
Each rise and fall of the cannon barrel was like a black wave sweeping across the land.
This wasn't a tank formation at all, but a black torrent of steel beasts, relentlessly washing over this white world.