Feeling the terrifying aura, Yuri gritted his teeth and said, "The command of the Eastern Front Firestorm is in your hands now. I hope we have the chance to taste victory's vodka together."
"We will."
Su Huan slightly turned his head to look at He Jie.
The latter gave him a reassuring glance.
At the same time, the Armed Train started to move. Accompanied by the whistle, its massive body began to move slowly, like a steel fortress straddling the front line.
Electromagnetic railguns, anti-aircraft machine guns... all offensive weapons turned their barrels. After a few seconds of brewing, they fiercely opened fire.
Compared to the Firestorm's artillery, the weapons on the train had electronic targeting!
The ghostly blue stream silently tore through the snow, leaving a blue river in the sky, like an arc-light-guiding dawn.
