My Empire

The hard and cold track ran over the soil, the corpse, and the black blood. The combat unit of the 1st Panzer Corps began to move forward.

Over their heads, two gunship helicopters whizzed past, and under the short wings were full of rocket launch nests.

Two helicopter gunships were awe-inspiring, and tanks and armored vehicles on the ground lined up and ran over this wilderness full of corpses. The left flank of the devil, that is, the south side, has been defeated by the 1st Panzer Army.

Accompanied by these armored vehicles and tanks are the ordinary infantry who have been temporarily replenished. These soldiers with assault rifles and unpowered exoskeleton are densely packed, hundreds and thousands...tens of thousands.

The vanguard of the 4th Army Group, which reinforces the Expeditionary Army, has arrived on the battlefield. The densely packed T-72 tanks and countless grenadiers have made up for the shortage of the expeditionary force.

In Stoffel, the commander-in-chief of the 4th Army Group who had just jumped off the transport ship, General Durando, the former commander of the 15th Army Group, tidyed up his military cap and got into the prepared luxury car.

"It's snowing." The adjutant sitting in the co-pilot looked at a small piece of melted snow on the windshield, and said to General Durando, turning his head.