235 – Ending Everything (1)
About 5 hours before the launch of Uk ran’s large-scale air transport operation, Operation Valkyrie.
There was a transport plane flying over Stalinina where the main attack of the 6th Corps led by Enoch Levandel and the Southern Group of the Imperial Army, especially the 9th Corps led by Lieutenant General Vasily Molodov, were confronting each other.
The transport plane circled over Stalin and soon landed on a simple airfield installed in the northern part of the city.
As the tightly closed hatch opens, a man with a solid appearance that anyone could mistake for a soldier slowly walks down from the transporter.
The fine wrinkles on the forehead are clearly visible. And the dry, cold eyes that continued below it.
But he was no soldier.
The 12 great mages that the people of the no-man’s land beyond the Rural Mountains would have heard of at least once in the Imperial Army, or even the people of the Empire.
Among them, it was Farad Alexei, the ‘catastrophe’ who ranked 8th.
“I have been waiting for you, Comrade Alexei.”
“Stalina has been around for a long time. When she looked at it from the air, it was full of signs of a fierce battle.”
“Yes. But now that Comrade Alexei has arrived, this city can be completely taken back!”
The regimental commander of the 31st Division under the 9th Corps of Soviet replied with a welcome voice.
Currently, Stalina is occupied by the Uk ranian Army in the south and by the Soviet Army in the north.
Because of the confrontation between the bridges along the riverside that runs through the city, only sporadic encounters between Uk ranians and consumers are continuing.
Neither side was willing to launch an active offensive.
How many soldiers have already been devoured in this city alone? The defensive line on both sides has already been strengthened as it becomes stronger.
Even though the bombardment poured down enough to plow the ground, the soldiers trapped inside survived intact and opened fire with machine guns.
There is no way that there are people who can survive in the densely pouring net.
Of course, there were armored forces of each camp stationed nearby, but the supply situation was poor on both sides.
In the end, both Uk ran and Sobi were only continuing the war of attrition.
“Sorry. More sons of the Empire could have survived if the decision had been made on the introduction of the Archmage a long time ago.”
Farad Alexei spoke with sincerity.
“But don’t worry, comrade regiment commander. I am here.”
“The attack guidelines from the Legion are 18:00. If Comrade Alexei goes to the front first, our brave son of the 31st Division will immediately follow.”
“Not bad.”
A joint operation between the Great Mage and the Imperial Army.
It was the first time since the sorcery council consisting of 12 great mages was launched.
A meeting is just a ‘meaningless restriction’ played by politicians.
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As the Archmage of Calamity also had an extremely negative attitude towards the meeting, he was very satisfied with this operation.
If I wiped out those savage Uk ranians, I would be condemned, but it was clear that other countries wouldn’t follow the rules blindly.
If that’s the case, eventually the conference will lose its value as a neutral institution, and he will finally be able to become a perfectly free great mage.
“First, go inside and wait. I’ll give you a quick briefing and strategy about the terrain or city.”
As the regiment commander said that, he led Farad Alexei into the operation tent.
***
Guuu.
My ears were deaf. It had already been three years since they hadn’t descended. It was because I naturally got away from the airborne descent while making a sharp turn from the airborne route to the armored route.
However, despite this, the body remembered the descent.
In addition to his 6 years of experience as a soldier in Uk ran, he also had a lot of work at the Armed Forces Intelligence Command.
‘This will be the second and last descent.’
I thought back to my last descent in the old army, now vague.
The airborne drop was carried out only three days before the discharge. At that time, I remember that my heart was very restless, but maybe it was already dull, so this time I wasn’t particularly impressed.
Compared to then, even though this situation is directly related to the threat of death!
Anyway, all or nothing.
The minimum goal we aim for is Donggwijin.
‘The end should always be in good shape.’
Of course, I never dreamed that the final descent would be from a giant biplane, not from a World War II transport.
I turned my head to examine the soldiers seated in the transport. One might be nervous, but they are quite aloof, like those who have already experienced death.
“Commander, do you smoke?”
“Just one please.”
I readily accepted the cigarette the soldier handed me.
While the war continued, he still smoked and smoked repeatedly, but in the end he couldn’t quit and ended up becoming a smoker.
Sueup, as I inhaled the air, the savory scent escaped through my lungs.
“But if the corps commander is here, who will command the corps?”
“The deputy corps commander is meant to be used at times like this.”
“Still, it would have been better if you stayed in the rear… ….”
The soldier said with a pitiful look.
“No matter how much I am, I can’t stand against the Sobie Empire with the 6th Legion annihilated. It is a hundred times better to die and win than to survive and lose.”
“Really…… I mean, I can’t.”
“That’s what I’m going to say first.”
It was a relationship that had been going on since the establishment of the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion.
The comrades who did not leave any significant achievements, but managed to survive in countless battles and reached this point.
Maybe it was addiction.
It’s like a disease that will kill you if you don’t force yourself into the limbs. It was a plausible hypothesis.
Other than that, there is no reason to do such a thing.
“But if we descend like this, what should we do first?”
“We have to join the division that is holding out there. Legion-level troops are already holding out, so we can’t underestimate this side.”
Anyway, the combined operation was important.
If you have mobilized the air force with all cards uncovered, the army must also fight with all its strength.
From infantry and artillery to armored and airborne troops.
All classes and classes are gathered and put into this Stalinina.
Once again, all or nothing.
What will the armored troops do if they survive, and what will the airborne troops do if they survive?
You shouldn’t even assume a future that only leans on the vague value of hope.
Besides, the offensive is not only going on here.
Even in the southeastern part of the empire, some forces from the Polania Northern Command and the Expeditionary Force Command, which had already been confronting for several months, started advancing north again.
Ding-dong.
It was then that the traffic light next to the entrance turned red.
Signs that the descent point has been reached.
I instinctively looked out the window. The city center of Stalin, which was completely in ruins, came into sight.
Is that our grave over there?
“All troops preparing to drop—!!”
“Ready!!!!!”
The soldiers knew exactly what they had to do.
Rehearsing my words, imprinting orders firmly in the heads of myself and my comrades, and briefly inspecting firearms and other equipment.
“Check for abnormalities from behind! Report!!”
“One, more than nothing!!”
“Two, more than nothing!!!!”
The soldiers lined up in two lines patted the shoulder of the soldier standing in front of me and shouted.
A hand signal to prevent even the person in front of you from being heard properly due to the sound of the wind blowing fiercely.
Just like that, it was only after I had finished my last inspection.
I managed to get my feet in front of the entrance to the descent.
Tutadada, poong, pooong!!
However, there is no way that the imperial army is just watching to become a descendant.
A tracer bullet that flashed red in front of my eyes passed vertically.
An anti-aircraft gun fire was conducted.
I witnessed the scene where the fuselage of the transport plane, which was flying parallel to us, exploded and split in two in the air at exactly 7 o’clock based on us.
Kung, kwaaang!!
The fuselage shook violently. Soldiers lose their balance and fall in all directions.
And at the same time, the red traffic light turned green. A sure drop signal. When I peeked my head out to check, I could see that purple heat was swaying not far away.
That was the gathering place for allies.
It was a signal smoke screen spread by the 27th Division under my corps, which was stationed on the ground in advance.
“Let’s meet on the ground!!”
“Glory to the motherland!!!”
“Glory!!!”
I raised my salute at the soldiers, then jumped straight into the sky.
We said enough goodbyes that left us with useless regrets. Now it’s time to shake it off and write another legend.
I felt the force of the strong pushing wind with my whole body, and released mana from my whole body.
It was a game I saw from now on.
