Chapter 001 Gentlemen, I like war

"Gentlemen, I love war. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The fat fat major stood in front of the array of all, dressed in a white suit, with his hands behind his back, with a sinister and hateful look on his face, a nasty smile with a slight twist of the muscles of his cheeks, a confident and arrogant expression, a feverish and frantic look.

"Gentlemen, I love war!"

He raised his voice slightly and said again. Opposite him were two thousand vampire Nazis in a neat formation, ready and silent, who, like him, had a sinister smile on their faces at the same time, smiling, showing the sharp teeth of the vampires, looking at him.

"Gentlemen, I like war the most!!"

The inconspicuous, somewhat hairy, bespectacled blonde man spread his arms and proclaimed his hobby in a voice like that of a demonic legion.

"I love annihilation!"

"I love Blitzkrieg!"

"I love strikes!"

"I love defensive battles!"

"I love annihilation!"

"I love Breakout!"

"I love retreat!"

"I love the Sweep!"

"I love retreat!"

He gasped slightly, raised his head slightly, and the light hit his lenses, bringing a large reflection, and he could not see his eyes, but he could see from the pleasant expression how happy his declaration was.

"On the plains, in the streets, in the trenches, in the grasslands, in the tundra, in the desert, on the sea, in the air, in the mud, on the wetlands!"

"I like everything that happens on the planet with all kinds of wars!"

He placed his hand on his chest as if he were holding the most precious gift of all.

"I like the neat arrangement of the artillery, firing the cannons in unison, and destroying the enemy's position with a bang, and I am even more excited when the enemy soldiers are shaken into the air and then strafed into a hornet's nest. ”

"I like the fact that when the armored unit drives the Tiger and blasts the enemy's chariot to pieces, the enemy soldier screams and runs out of the burning chariot, and then is swept to death by the MG42, my mood is very happy. ”

"I love the tall and mighty infantry who ravage the enemy's battle columns with their bayonets, and I am moved when the panicked recruits plunge their bayonets into the bodies of the enemy who have long since died. ”

"The sight of the defeatist deserters hanged on electric lights made me can't help but look at it again and again. ”

"The screaming captives are tearing through the metal-like MP40 submachine guns one by one with my command gestures, it's amazing!"

"When the pathetic resisters hold small arms and resist uselessly, and the streets and urban areas are shattered by the 4.8-ton howitzers of Dora's cannons, what a decisive enjoyment!"

"When the armored divisions of the Russians were beaten to the ground, when the villages that were desperately defended were ravaged, and the women and children inside were raped and then killed, it was really tragic......

"I like to be annihilated by the superior military strength of the US military! Because I was pursued by US and British attack planes and crawled on the ground like a worm, this is really a great humiliation!"

"Everyone!"

"I'm looking forward to war,"

"Looking forward to a war like hell!"

"Everyone!"

"My comrades-in-arms from the brigade who followed me. ”

"What kind of war are you expecting?"

"Expect a new war?"

"Do you expect a war that is merciless, like an ant?"

"Looking forward to a stormy war that thunders and sweeps the snow and kills three thousand world crows?"

"We are full of strength, and now our clenched fists are about to be unleashed, but we can no longer be satisfied with an ordinary war that has been hidden for half a century, hidden like rats in the sewers!"

"We want a great war! a great war that has never been seen before! a great war that is not distracted!"

"We are just a brigade, less than 2,000 remnants of the defeated generals, but I believe that you are all a thousand soldiers, then you and I constitute a large army with a total strength of one million!"

"Let's wake up with our iron fists the bunch of guys who have driven us to the Forgotten Lands and are sleeping!"

"Grab them by the hair, drag them out, rip their eyelids open, remind them of the horror, and make them echo the sound of our military boots!!"

The blond-haired fat man's impassioned voice echoed through the room, and he didn't know when he had been lifted by the mechanical arm on the platform, slowly rising, standing above everyone's heads, and being looked up by everyone.

"War, war, war, war!" the 2,000-strong brigade cheered in unison.

"Very well, then war!" the fat blond man waved his arms, as inspiring, gripping, and demonic whispers as the mustachioed Führer, seducing human sins and desires.

"Kill them all, defeat them, destroy them!"

"Buildings! burn down! British...... Poof, kill them all!" he sneered, then raised his hands as if he were conducting a large wind orchestra, raised them slightly, and waved them.

"Go, go, go pull away death, play death, sing death!!"

"Hey!" the remnants of the 2,000-strong defeated army raised their hands and shouted with unrivaled morale, and the Nazi vampires turned around with bloodthirsty smiles on their faces and headed for their posts.

Then death came.

Three large airships appeared in the sky over London, and the banks of the Thames were blocked by airships that blocked the sun.

Countless V2 rockets erupted from the three airships, pouring them down in both directions, and the panicked crowd saw only countless flaming objects coming from the airships.

Then the most brutal fireworks show began in the center of the entire city of London, and countless V2 rockets fell on the ground, on the builders, and on the human body.

Explosion, explosion, explosion.

Countless explosions, flames, burning, set the whole of London on fire.

In just an instant, the whole of London fell into a state of absolute disorder, and in just an instant, the capital of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland, the capital of the United Kingdom, was plunged into absolute chaos, an unprecedented war.

This is not a war between humans and humanity, this is not a war between nations and nations, this is not a war between races and races.

This is a war between humans and vampires, and this is a war of brutality.

The vampire Nazis with the Iron Fist anti-tank bazooka on their backs put on their helmets with a sly smile, put on their masks with a sly smile, pulled the bolt of the MP40 submachine gun with a sly smile, and stood on the transmitter with a smirk.

Even if they were thousands of meters in the air, even if they were still in the process of advancing, even if they didn't have any buffers, they were still ejected in the next second.

Again, again, again, the vampires that were ejected out of the sky rained down, fell, and broke through into the city of London.

Ladies and gentlemen, the war has begun.