Uncle Vanya: "Music? Really?"
"It's part of psychological warfare! The enemy will flee!"
With "Fate Symphony" playing, the tank rolled off the beach, onto the ice. The tracks equipped with anti-skid devices left clear marks on the frozen surface.
Almost simultaneously, the whistle signaling the infantry charge sounded across the starting line. Uncle Vanya shook himself out of his daze and barked at the rookie soldiers under his command, "Move forward! If you survive this, you'll be the new backbone of the fight!"
Uncle Vanya's regiment had a significant number of veterans recovering from injuries, leaving them short on sergeants. But still, they were among the best-conditioned regiments, which is why they were chosen for the infiltration operation.
The skirmish line followed behind the tanks, stepping onto the ice and advancing toward the opposite shore.
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West Bank, Prosen's 603rd National Guard Division's position.
