Run As Fast As You Can

Ivanov's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Who exactly is the attacker here? Who is the prey?

Are they devils?!

"General! General! Let's retreat!"

The driver's tearful shout pulled Ivanov from his shock.

"If we don't leave now, we'll all die here!"

Ivanov managed a bitter smile.

Retreat?

Where to?

He looked at the holographic battlefield map, where the icons representing their own tanks were extinguishing one by one.

The tide has turned.

"Order all units."

His tone was terrifyingly calm.

"Abandon all non-essential supplies. Go as fast as you can and return home."

"Tell the survivors to go back and tell that bunch of idiots in General Headquarters..."

Ivanov's fists clenched, knuckles cracking, each word dripping with blood.

"Never, ever provoke Huaxia again!"

"Especially... the Feng Army in the Northeast!"

With that, he slowly drew his sidearm from his waist, aiming the cold muzzle at his own temple.

As an Imperial soldier, he could not be captured.

Just as his command tank dodged a fatal blow, Zhang Xueming's roar came over the Feng Army's command channel.

"Damn it! Still trying to run?"

Zhang Xueming stared intently at the White Bear Army command tank, its gun barrel broken but still desperately retreating, his anger flaring.

"Switch to High-Explosive Armor-Piercing Rounds!"

"Use those?" the gunner hesitated. "Brigade Commander, those are expensive..."

"Expensive my ass! I'll blow him and his tank to kingdom come!" Zhang Xueming smacked the gunner's helmet. "Aim properly and fire! If you miss, you're going down there to push the tank!"

"Yes!"

The gunner snapped to attention, loaded the new round, aimed, and locked on!

"Fire!"

"Whoosh!"

A Saboted Fin-Stabilized Armor-Piercing Round, trailing a long fiery tail, tore through the air and instantly struck the turning White Bear Army command tank.

There was no violent explosion.

Only a muffled thud.

The next second, the tank, weighing over ten tons, was flipped completely upside down by an irresistible force. Its turret flew off, tumbled through the air a few times, and then slammed heavily onto the ground.

This scene completely shattered the psychological defenses of all the remaining White Bear Army armored soldiers.

"Run!"

The remaining White Bear Army tanks abandoned any pretense of formation. They spun around and desperately fled backward, abandoning their ammunition and supplies, just wanting to get away faster.

The battlefield was littered with discarded equipment and fleeing White Bear Army soldiers.

"Trying to run? Did you ask me first!"

Zhang Xueming picked up the radio, his voice icy.

"Ma Xiufeng!"

"Here, Brigade Commander!"

"Leave ten tanks to secure the battlefield and guard the prisoners!"

"The rest, chase them down!"

A terrifying light flashed in Zhang Xueming's eyes.

"Tell the brothers, don't worry about saving fuel! Chase them! Even if we have to chase them all the way to their damn Winter Palace, we chase them!"

"Chase them until we run out of gas!"

"Yes! Brigade Commander!" Ma Xiufeng's voice was filled with excitement. "Mission guaranteed!"

Soon, dozens of Feng Army tanks formed a steel pursuit cluster, their engines roaring, kicking up clouds of dust as they rolled towards the fleeing White Bear Army.

Seventy kilometers.

Eighty kilometers.

The Feng Army's tank units pursued the White Bear Army, making them cry out in terror, with no escape to the heavens or refuge on earth.

The soldiers of the Feng Army had been holding their anger for a long time.

From the tragic scene in Wulan City to the earnest hopes of the citizens in the capital, new and old grievances combined, leaving them with only one thought at this moment.

Kill!

Kill all these beasts!

Leave none behind!

At the same time as the Feng Army's tank units launched their frenzied pursuit, the commander of the White Bear Army's infantry corps, stationed below Kulun City, also received news of the complete annihilation of the armored corps.

He sat stunned in the command post, motionless for a long time.

He knew it was over.

The armored spearhead that they relied on had been completely shattered. With only the infantry under his command, he could not possibly hold this fragile defensive line.

"Order..."

He spoke with difficulty, his throat dry as if on fire.

"All troops... withdraw from Kulun."

"Towards... towards Xingxing Gorge, retreat."

Xingxing Gorge.

The narrow canyon had, at this moment, become a living hell.

The defeated White Bear Army soldiers poured in like headless flies, knowing only that this was the only escape route marked on the map.

However, this escape route was more terrifying than hell.

People were jostling and pushing each other.

Panic spread like a plague, and the instinct for survival overwhelmed everything else.

Those in front were knocked down, and those behind stepped over their comrades' bodies without hesitation.

"Stop pushing! My leg!"

"Help! Save me!"

Piercing screams were drowned out by the sound of more footsteps and gasps.

Before they even saw a shadow of the Feng Army, hundreds had already died from being trampled by their own men.

When they finally managed to rush to the exit at the other end of the canyon, they discovered with despair that a permanent defensive fortification, constructed from concrete and sandbags, stood there.

From the dark gunports, light and heavy machine guns were mounted one after another.

"Open fire!"

Dai Xiansheng himself held a heavy machine gun, bare-chested, his muscular arms trembling from the recoil of the gun.