Fafnir walked past the skeletal soldiers and pushed open the door to the central hall of the giant airship, in front of which were neatly arranged in a phalanx, just like the SS vampire soldiers when they were inspected.

They saluted Fafnir as he pushed open the door, and how many vampires' contemptuous eyes turned into awe and fear when they saw the skeleton grenadiers who followed Fafnir into the hall—even though they themselves had become monsters, they were still terrified at the sight of the necromantic soldiers......

Only the Major, the fat man, looked crazy and delighted when he saw Fafnir and the skeleton soldiers behind him who were only one-tenth the number of vampires.

"Is this your secret? Is this your strength!How....what an orgasmic soldier!The dark skeleton covered in phosphorus fire!The once mighty soldiers of the Empire have awakened again!Haha

"It's different from the original script...... This guy seems to be on fire. Fafnir thought as he looked at the madly roaring major.

"Everybody! I love war! Everybody! I love war so much!!" With this crazy roar, the vampire soldiers below began to get excited. Even the skeleton grenadiers behind Favinir began to burn with red flames in their eyes.

"I like annihilation! I like blitzkrieg! I like strike warfare! I like defensive warfare! I like encirclement warfare! I like breakthrough warfare! I like retreat warfare! I like sweeping warfare! I like retreat warfare! plains! streets! trenches! grasslands! tundra! deserts! seas! air! in the soil! on the wetlands! I like all kinds of wars that take place on the earth! I like neatly arranged artillery, a volley, accompanied by a roar, blowing up the enemy formation! When the enemy soldiers are shocked into the air and then strafed into a hornet's nest, My heart will dance with excitement! I like tank crews driving Tiger tanks and using 88 mm cannons to break through enemy vehicles! When the enemy soldiers wail and rush out of the burning tanks, and are killed by the MG42 machine guns, my mood at this moment is really infinitely happy! As the major spoke faster and louder, the vampire soldiers below showed more and more crazy looks. The skeleton soldiers behind Fafnier, the phosphorus fire on the skeletal face also showed a look of nostalgia and agitation, and Karl was even more muttering: "Plains, streets, grasslands, frozen soil, 88mm kwk roar, mud, fire, gunsmoke and the smell of blood!!"

By this time, the major had already begun to roar behind...... It's just that at this time, Favenir saw his subordinates showing a sneering look, and his eyebrows began to wrinkle on his blurred face.

"What is this major talking about? strange grammar?" the skeleton soldiers began to whisper silently.

"That's it. What followed was neon stinking nonsense....... not at all imperial speeches. Fafnier also let out a silent wave.

"So, what is Neon Elemental?"

"It's just a weak creature. We don't need to care! But the madman is right! We're about to fight John in London! You've been looking forward to this day for more than fifty years! It's just that it's not Matilda and Sherman's time on the other side!"

By this time, the Major had finished his speech and began to hum the ballad that had been around for more than half a century.

"dennwirf Аhrengegenengelland......" (We are attacking the British!)

"dennwirwollenes, nichtlangerlesden......" (Forget this paragraph, long hard days...... ）

As he hummed, the soldiers who had turned into monsters smiled and sang in unison with the joy of monsters. "Dabderenglischmann, daruberlacht!" (Conquer the British!) with decades-old longings and the indestructible madness of the Third Emperor...... "The last brigade sang the song of plunder, which has long been forgotten by the years, and rushed to the battlefield!"

At the same time, to the beat of the military boots, another majestic song sounded.

"Whether it's a storm or a snowflake, or the sun smiling at us, a hot day, a cold night, a dusty face, but we have this fun, we have this fun. Our tanks roared forward, accompanied by puffs of dust. When the enemy's tanks were visible, we increased the throttle and went forward at full speed! The value of our lives was to fight for our glorious army! It was the highest honor to die for Germany!

With a thunderous engine, we rushed like lightning behind solid armor plates. Moving forward with our comrades, fighting side by side, this is what we can do to get deep into the enemy's (tank) ranks. In the face of the enemy's so-called barrier, we give contemptuous ridicule and simply bypass it, and if the threat of artillery fire is hidden in the yellow sand ahead, we find our own way and leap into the path to victory! If we are abandoned by the goddess of fate, if we cannot return to our homeland, if the bullet ends our lives, if we are doomed, then at least our faithful tank will give us a metal grave. Led by Fafnir, the skeleton grenadiers sang a soul song as they stepped out of the beat with their military boots—a song that echoed directly in the soul. They disappeared into the hall singing the ballads of the old battles, the last of which came from Fafnier, "We will strike first!PANZER!VOR!"

Fafnir and his men appeared directly on the outskirts of London, and the King Tiger tank reappeared. Fafnir jumped into his own empty tank and gave the order.

As the skeleton driver in Carl's Tiger King pushes the control stick, Carl's ghost Tiger King is the first to drive towards London.

"There is no Anglo army in the centre of London! we are attacking the barracks on the outskirts of their capital!

The tank ran the road out of the ditch and went on a rampage. By this time, the flames could already be seen over London.

"There are no soldiers in the city, only the police. Just like that, these guys can't handle it, and they still need to use the heavy firepower of the airship to support?" Yang said as he jumped on the Tiger King.

Fafnir didn't answer, only a sneer.

"There's a soul reaction ahead!It's the British's tank!.......... number 1?What's the matter with the British?" rang from the panther at the head.

"Oh...... Not surprising. The British have succeeded in taking out their own tank industry and destroying quite a few tanks. Britain is now a country with more generals than tanks........." Fafnier said to Longinus, who was on the intercom.

The gap in the quality of the tanks was huge, and the Challenger 2 spotted the tank complex of Favinir and fired armor-piercing shells in a matter of seconds..........

It's a pity that the weapons made by humans can't destroy the inhuman after all, and the 120mm armor-piercing bullet should theoretically be very easy to pierce the Tiger King head-on and shoot it from behind the buttocks, but when the warhead meets the phosphorus fire, everything is over, nothing happens, and the Tiger King is still slowly advancing..........

In the time that the Tiger King was approaching, the Challenger 2 fired at least ten shells, greeting the Tiger King and the Black Panther, and even the 251 armored vehicle - the result was the same......... Challenger 2 quickly twisted his body and fled faster than 251.

Karl had to fire at the extreme distance, but in the hands of Karl, who was not yet accustomed to controlling with supernatural powers, the shell certainly did not hit. Fafnir immediately opened fire, and under the control of supernatural forces, the cannonball successfully hit the Challenger 2, and the 88 gun, which theoretically could not cause damage to the Challenger 2 even if it was fired from zero distance, quickly melted through the Challenger's Chobham armor under the action of phosphoric fire, and finally turned the entire tank into a green torch.........

It was also the only British army they had encountered outside London..........

As the moon rose, Fafnier's tanks finally entered the city..........