Chapter Eighty-Six: Destroying the Withering and Decaying

Li Lin sang the Soviet March on Red Alert, with a bright rhythm and a passionate melody. When Li Lin sang it for the third time, from the sky to the ground, every Soviet soldier sang the song in chorus, and the lyrics echoed in the air.

Our Soviets will punish the whole world

Air Force fighters roared by, and urban agglomerations were already within striking range.

From Europe to the Neva River to the east,

Once again, the tank checked the condition of the ammunition, and the shells were going to bombard the traitors with rage.

Everywhere on the earth will sing:

On the edge of the city, in an abandoned wooden house, two old men looked at each other. "I say, did you hear anything?"

Capital, vodka, our Soviet giant bear!

A scavenger looked at the dust in the distance in amazement, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground

Our Soviets will punish the whole world,

That's, that's the Red Army! The Red Army is back!

From Europe to the Neva River to the east......

Li Lin poked his head out of the chariot and said to the dark wizards in the carts behind him. "Go to the city ahead and put a few Muggle banishment charms."

The perimeter of the city was almost unblocked, and there were originally outlying troops on guard. But none of them numbered more than 1,000, and under the affectionate Muggle expulsion greeting, they all laid down their weapons and went to the coffee shops in the city in droves.

The troops drove smoothly into the city of Novosibirsk, and the pedestrians on the side of the road looked at the exaggerated and huge tanks in amazement. The atmosphere did not dare to breathe. In particular, these tanks were painted with Soviet symbols in bright red.

The concrete pavement was clattered by tanks, and hordes of tanks smashed the pavement. The imposing tanks approached all the way to the barracks where the Russian vanguard was stationed. Right near the train station.

The prodigal soldiers outside the barracks, watching the approach of the tanks, waved the Russian flag in their hands, which represented freedom and economic collapse, and cheered. It wasn't until I saw the red paint on the tank that I realized something was wrong. When the guns of the tanks were aimed at them, they threw away the flag almost instantaneously and prostrate themselves on the ground.

The clarion call for war was first sounded by the Air Force, which soared over the skies of Novosibirsk, but it was not bombs that they dropped first, but propaganda leaflets.

Even the sluggish officers realized at this time that something was wrong, and all the planes of the advance troops did not add up to so much as they were in the air at this time. So the Russian fighter formations began to take off. Unfortunately, a few wizards on flying brooms are waiting for them.

A few Muggles banished the curse. The Russian Air Force, which was about to pour artillery fire on the Soviet fighters, suddenly remembered that their clothes in the barracks had not been confiscated, and they all drove back with their fighters.

When they opened the hatch, they were greeted by the gaze of the Soviet rebels.

There was no longer a single enemy in front of the Soviet Air Force, so they circled high in the air and dived towards the places where the Russian troops were stationed, dropping bombs.

The sound of the bomb exploding is the charge of the battlefield. The Soviet tanks poured out their rage and smashed the symbolic defensive offensive in front of the guns.

Then drive the tanks like a nightmare, and drive straight in, such a breakthrough is simply as fast as the tank can go, and the enemy surrenders or is captured.

After all, when the Muggle Expulsion Curse was thrown on a large scale in the Russian military camps, the rout had already begun.

Large-scale resistance simply did not have time to take place. First it was covered with artillery fire, and then the Soviet soldiers shouted that Ulla rushed forward.

The armored vehicles and tanks on the Russian side tried to fight back, and it was the transfiguration that made the unreasonable outer armor was their nightmare. None of their armor-piercing shells could penetrate the outer armor.

There are also a few soldiers who use traditional Molotov cocktails, which does have some effect. The soldiers in the tank had to get out of it, and several Russian soldiers shouted with guns raised. Then, with terrified eyes, he looked at these soldiers who came out of the tank, jumped 3,5 meters high, and in the blink of an eye, knocked them down and disarmed.

Wizards frequently cast banishment spells until they were armed to lay down their arms and go en masse to collect clothes or drink coffee. And then at the gates met the Soviet troops. into the formation of captives.

Even the scattered resisters went down with a shell and surrendered passively.

In this way, the vanguard of Russia stationed in Novosibirsk was brought under control. The raid could have been declared victorious before the armoured train had even entered the station.

As a result, truckloads of soldiers with firm beliefs quickly controlled the traffic, and groups of political commissars in black leather clothes walked towards the gathered crowd.

The national anthem of the Soviets sounded again, this is the Soviet army, which has taken control of the radio building. Familiar melodies affect everyone in the Novosibirsk style.

Amid the sound of artillery fire and scattered gunfire, the drunken old men, who were drunk every day, suddenly picked up their crutches, took out their military caps from the boxes under their beds, put them on their heads, and whipped their children and grandchildren, and roared angrily.

"The Red Army is back! Why don't you drive me to the organization. ”

The crowd was gathering, excited, serious, and some were fleeing, they were terrified.

Some foreign journalists had fear on their faces, after all, they were from a capitalist country, and it was the desire for fame and wealth in their hearts that drove them to stay. Shoot at everything they think is worth taking pictures of.

Broken Russian flags, flaming tanks. Gather a crowd of people holding red flags in their hands. and citizens holding hands and singing the national anthem of the Soviet Union. Even those schoolchildren, when they saw Soviet fighters in familiar military uniforms, saluted skillfully.

The film will remember everything, as well as the frightened words of the journalists. These have spread all over the world in a short period of time.

"The Russians have never forgotten the USSR!"

In the evening of this day, even Christmas, the train stations in Novosibirsk are unusually busy.

The pungent smell of gunpowder and gunpowder smoke permeated the train station. Even a few hundred busy sweaty workers could not hide that this place had just experienced war.

On the tracks, several extra-long trains that have been wildly transformed by Transfiguration and magic stop.

On the platform, all kinds of supplies were piled up, mainly some ammunition and firearms, and all kinds of canned food.

These materials were cobbled together by the Russian side with American aid, and the purpose was naturally to extinguish the flames in Siberia, but now they have been turned into fuelwood for the flames to burn.

Some of the cans were loaded onto trucks, while others were distributed to workers on the spot. Looking at the happy expressions of the workers, Li Lin also realized that Siberia was originally self-sufficient, but now that it was planned to go to Moscow to put out the treason, then, with the recovery of Soviet territory again, the Soviets would naturally face the dilemma of food shortages.

Li Lin planned to transport a batch of food from Hungary, and the effect was naturally to buy people's hearts, or to calm the people's hearts.

Serov, the current defense minister and the current supreme leader, stood in the car and waved to the people on both sides of the road. This was followed by a short speech.

In the cities of Novosibirsk, the retired servicemen and some of the soldiers who had surrendered to Russia were taught by the political commissars they were familiar with.

In fact, the Soviet commissars of the Gorbachev era were no longer as embraced by the Red Army as they once were, but they were not like the Great Purge, feared like demons, and were almost becoming dispensable eraser mascots.

It's just that behind these mascots are magic wands, strengthening the empathy of the crowd.

So, once again, the Russian soldiers, like the gray cattle of the Tsarist period who were driven away by their Tsarist father, obeyed the orders of the Russian national hero Yeltsin to attack Siberia, and under the call of the commissar, in the applause of the people, and in the complaint of their comrades, once again took up their guns, put on red military uniforms, and pointed their guns at the evil traitors.

With the arrival of the leader Serov, there were more and more troops in Surrender.

Under Serov's watchful eye, the officers of the surrender army were withdrawn, and part of the Soviet army was dispersed and became the backbone of the new troops, which was the best means of guaranteeing combat effectiveness and guaranteeing loyalty.

Together with some veterans who volunteered to arrive, the number of Soviet troops this time has reached 200,000.

All 200,000 troops were on board, and the Traceless Expansion Charm ensured that there was plenty of space.