At 20,000 feet above London, a huge airship in shark livery was flying slowly, a behemoth that should not belong to this era, and in it, countless heavily armed soldiers were feverishly anticipating something.

An unusually sven-looking officer stood on a makeshift platform and gave a frenzied speech to the soldiers below.

"Gentlemen, I love war!" A shout triggered a boundless craze, and then one after another, the frenzied atmosphere rendered all the surrounding atmosphere.

"Gentlemen, I love war!" Again, the accentuated tone was a little low, but full of enthusiasm.

"Gentlemen, I like war the most!" The high chant was followed by a series of fanatical words.

"I love annihilation!

I love Blitzkrieg!

I love strike wars!

I love defensive warfare!

I love siege battles!

I love Breakout!

I love retreat!

I love Sweep Battles!

I love retreat battles!

In the plains! On the streets!

Trench! Grassland!

In the Icefield! In the desert!

At sea! In the air!

Mud in the marsh

In the mud! In the swamp!

I love all the acts of war that happen on Earth!

I like the neatly arranged artillery, a volley, accompanied by a boom, to blow up the enemy formation!

When the enemy soldiers are blown into the air and then strafed into a hornet's nest, my heart dances with excitement!

I like tank crews to drive Tiger tanks and use 88 guns to destroy enemy vehicles!

When the enemy soldiers wailed, galloped out of the burning chariot, and were killed by MG strafeting, my mood at this moment was really infinitely happy!

I also like the mighty infantry, ravaging the enemy ranks with their bayonets!

In particular, I was most moved when I saw the panicked recruits, repeatedly stabbing themselves with bayonets into the bodies of the enemy soldiers who had already died!

The appearance of the deserters of the escapist being hanged on the street lamp makes me can't help but look at it again and again!

The wailing captives fell to the ground one by one at the sound of the metal-tearing MP40 submachine gun fire as I gave the command, and it was a great feeling!

The poor fellows who are still clutching small arms and trying to make senseless resistance are even more climactic sensual pleasures when 80 cm train guns and 4.8 tons of grenades smash them along with the city!

I like to spin the Russians.

How sad it is that the town that we should have been desperately defending has been ravaged, and women and children have been abused and killed!

I like to be annihilated by Britain and the United States with huge material superiority.

Because he was pursued by American and British attack planes, crawling on the ground like a bug, what a great shame!

Ladies and gentlemen!

I was looking forward to war, a war like hell!

Ladies and gentlemen!

Follow my teammates!

What exactly are you expecting?

Now, are you looking forward to war even more?

Expecting a ruthless, dung-like war?

Expect a battle that surpasses the iron blood, cold wind, thunder and flames, and the three thousand world crows are slaughtered like a storm! "The captain's speech was quite Hitler's style, which he specially imitated, and now it seems to be in good shape.

"War! War! War! All the members of the First Brigade shouted a tsunami.

"Excellent! In that case, let's go to war! The captain continued his speech and catharsis.

"We've built up our strength, and now we can't put our clenched fists down!

Yet, we endured in the depths of darkness for half a century. But ordinary wars can no longer satisfy us!

The Great War!

What we want is a big war with one mind!

We're just a big brigade,

A remnant army of less than a thousand men!

But I am convinced that all of you are experienced in a hundred battles, and you are a thousand elite soldiers!

Therefore, our total strength will be a strong corps of one million people, plus 1 man!

Wake up those ...... Those of you who intend to drive us into forgotten history, but are still sleeping!

Grab them by the hair, pull them out, and help them open their eyes and remember the past!

Let them recall the fear they once tasted!

Let them recall the sound of our military boots!

Let them remember that there are certain things between heaven and earth that their philosophy cannot explain!

We're going to use a battle regiment of a thousand vampires

Burn the world to the ground!

That's right, that's the long-awaited light of Europe.

As agreed, I brought everyone back.

That nostalgic battlefield, according to the nostalgic war.

So, the sea lion finally crossed the ocean and was about to land.

The commander of the "1st Brigade" announced to the entire air fleet!

Everybody!

Come and create hell! ”

"Boom!" The hatches around the airship opened, and the violent air pressure blew in, rolling up a huge whirlwind, and countless soldiers flew straight out, without carrying any tools, and below them was the enemy's stronghold, the most powerful and stubborn enemy of the Empire.

Smash together! Without the slightest human emotion, the fangs peeked out from the corners of the mouth, the last legacy of the Second Reich, the last unit left to Germany by the Hohenzollerns, the Guards Division, once reserved for the Kaiser, who had lost everything in that war, and it was time to get revenge back.

For twenty years, their hatred has accumulated layer upon layer; For twenty years, their hatred was stacked little by little; For twenty years, they have been tormented by pain all the time.

It is time to leave behind the human body and enjoy immortal life.

Bullets and artillery fire struck London again, and since the German occupation of France, the war has been even more brutal, and twenty years ago, although London could feel the atmosphere of war, it would not have been so immersive. But now it's different, waking up the next day, the house has collapsed, the neighbor is dead, and the next moment the bomb moment doesn't know when it will arrive is a wake-up call.

Even the noble lords who are high up in the sky can now only live in the bomb shelter by munching on black bread. Once again, the British Empire was challenged.

The piercing alarm sounded, the vampires of the first brigade wantonly slaughtered everything they saw, and the British soldiers were helpless in the face of these terrifying monsters.

"The Memphfield rifle, the bullet is familiar, but I'm not the same person anymore." A vampire soldier storms a position under a hail of bullets, then slaughters everyone with a wild laugh.

There is no doubt that the attack that took place in the street was soon known to Churchill, who realized that now the other side had begun to resort to other means.