Predatory map of ominous birds

It was late at night, and Lieutenant Fafnir finished his last glass of wine on the sofa.He turned and strolled into the depths of the building.

"Major Comrade, I wish you a sweet dream...if you can sleep and dream."

"Go up to the second floor and find a room. Second lieutenant. I'll have a good dream soon..." The fat man who was also sitting on the sofa said without looking up while reading a book.

Fafnir went up to the second floor with a mysterious smile, found a random room, opened the door and walked in.

That night, Fafnir enjoyed a long-lost sleep.

The next day, a group of old men received Lieutenant Fafnir.This group of old men basically had the rank of generals, and most of them were in their dying years. When they saw Fafnir, they couldn't hide the greedy look in their eyes for his "young" appearance.

"This group of people want to rejuvenate and want to go crazy, but why don't they accept vampireization... It turns out that they are still afraid of becoming a ghoul if they don't succeed. They are still a bunch of cowards..." After Fafnir left, he turned and entered the library and records library in the manor.

In fact, all Fafnir's performances are all for their fun-as a "realistic" type of guy in the world of World War II, how could he "know" a World War II "revenant" in a cartoon they.He didn't know any of the so-called old men, majors, or the last brigade. . . . . . . . . . .Even Second Lieutenant Schrödinger with cat ears and Captain Werewolf, who had extremely peculiar appearances and could never be forgotten after seeing them, Fafnir had no memory. . . . . . . . "A group of animated characters..."

Fafnir spent a day looking through the military history records and historical books in the library, and also used the Internet to surf a little bit.Now, he figured out what was going on in the world today.

"My legend is circulating here, but there are discrepancies in many details... The entire history of World War II is also subtly different. Moreover, this world has always had a tradition of supernatural power, but in modern times After news operations, many things have become covered up legends. No wonder my 'lynx' can't be realized. It turns out that the development of German tanks in this world is the same as the real reality, until the Tiger King. But , It’s quite interesting to look at my own legend. It turns out that I drove the No. 223 Tiger King. The record of destroying tanks is 235, and the artillery is 113. It is still the number one tank ace in Germany. ..." Fafnir thought while flipping through the books in the library and drinking the wine he brought.

"Then, my crew members are naturally completely different from the 'real' World War II. It can be confirmed that No. 223 King Tiger disappeared at the end of the Battle of Berlin. After the battle, it was found in the ruins, and the hull was completely damaged. Cannot be recovered. The crew members can be confirmed dead-except for the commander, Lieutenant Fafnir, who is completely lost. This is an interesting thing, alas, those guys back then did not know what happened after the war Is my life gone..."

Fafnir stood up, put away the stack of books he took out, turned around and left the library.Before him appeared a group of "people" in uniform of the Waffen-SS.

"This is the first time I've seen a female frontline soldier in the empire's army." Fafnir said with a glance.

Before the group of vampires could react, Fafnir faded away and disappeared in the corridor.

"Major. Second Lieutenant Fafnir disappeared right in front of us. It is completely impossible to tell how he disappeared from the call monitoring records, and we are unable to trace the trace of the second lieutenant." A vampire soldier under the steps is reporting, but the major on the stage is There was a smile of unknown meaning on his face, while the man dressed as a doctor on the other side had a crazy expression on his face, "I really want to analyze the 'ability' of Second Lieutenant Fafnir!"

"Second Lieutenant Schrödinger, are you unable to confirm the ability of Lieutenant Fafnir? Captain Werewolf?" The major smiled strangely and turned to look at the two people behind him.

Both the boy with cat ears and the tall man were silent.

"It's really...an unexpected 'surprise'! Is it another 'inhuman' monster? Who will be stronger? Alcatel?" The major's final whisper was hardly heard.

Fafnir directly used the laws of "magic" in this world, and used the teleportation "spell" to come to Stalingrad, now Volgograd.As for why you came here?

"This world has teleportation points corresponding to my 'Legends'...It's really interesting. Stalingrad is just one of them, look at these marked points - they are all 'Legends' where I once fought The place......."

"Okay, come out. My tank!" Fafnir whispered.A faint phosphorescent fire flickered on the outskirts of Volgograd at night.The e50ausfb "Lynx" tank that used to gallop on the European battlefield twisted and changed its form. When the form was fixed, a King Tiger heavy tank painted with brown urban dotted camouflage appeared in the field.

"It's a pity, my faithful tank. In this world, my 'legend' ends at the Tiger King. . . . I can only fix you like this."

The armor and painting on the surface of this King Tiger are not new, and there are even a little bit of potholes and traces of wear and corrosion. This is a look that has been fought for a long time, but the outside of the chariot is still covered with a layer of phosphorous fire. , The dark green phosphorous fire made the original brown camouflage even more distorted and hideous.

Fafnir put away the tank in satisfaction, and turned his head to look at the city, "Sure enough, when my 'legend' entered this world, the 'legend' of that group of dead ghosts also started because of me... . . ”

"Okay! Those bastards who have been sleeping for a long time! It's time to continue our unfinished battle!! Stalingrad! Kursk! East Prussia! Berlin! Get up! The battle has begun again!"

Fafnir started roaring, his military boots began to trample on the ground, and a low but high-spirited singing voice sounded: ", (whether it is a strong wind or a blizzard,) obdiesonneunslacht (or fierce ri in the sky)..." With With the singing, the ground began to tremble slightly—less than 40 meters from the Volga River, the ground cracked. . . . . .The pitch-black skeleton was covered with pieces of broken and scorched military uniform, struggling to crawl out from under the cracked ground. When the skeleton stood firm—a translucent phosphorous fire burned, covering the skeleton skeleton, translucent The phosphorous fire formed the appearance in life. . .

In Stalingrad; in Kursk; in East Prussia, with more and more singing. . . . . . .There are different skeletons in various places who wake up from death wearing the same broken military uniforms. The translucent phosphorous fire re-formed their faces in life, which could not hide the hideous faces of the skeletons behind them, and they took up weapons again.

In front of the Brandenburg Gate in Berlin, as many people came from nowhere and sang the "Song of the Armored Soldiers", the ground began to swell and crack. A completely distorted and broken heavy tank was deformed in the phosphorus fire, and the singing began to recover It looked like "before death", and then the hatch of the tank was opened, revealing a skeleton that was also covered with phosphorous fire. It took a "deep breath" movement, and the sound of rubbing gold and stone was mixed into the high-pitched "Song of Armored Soldiers" "middle. . . . . . . . . . . . . .