This is the last morning of the war. The wind carries cold and bitter, the smoke of fires and screaming enemies with it. Strengthen them in the night by the light of the rising sun, getting closer and closer. You should pass through barricades and underground, over the bodies of enemies through the leaden hail and whirlwinds of napalm where the last and most powerful enemy is waiting you. He does not retreat, not surrender, and he had nothing more to lose – because here and now ending the war…

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