What would happen if, instead of striking at the Americans first, the Soviets attacked the Europeans again? This is my version of RA2.

Blood of Europe

Chapter 1: Fires of Berlin

Under the cover of darkness, a massive army crossed the border. It was actually overkill. The western countries had grown lax. They would now suffer for it.

"Comrade Colonel, we are approaching Berlin," said Zophia.

Colonel Klerk Chekov nodded. He had been given the honor of taking Berlin. Under his command was an armored battalion and three infantry regiments. This would not be too difficult. The German forces had been caught completely off guard. Their military bases had been destroyed by air strikes and Kirov bombings. Now, they were preparing to take the capital.

"Our primary objective is the German Ministry building. We take that, we take their government. Move out!"

The Rhino Tanks charged into city and opened fire on the streets. Civilians ran and tried to get out of the way, but most were shot as they fled. Conscripts moved in behind them and cleared out any other people that hadn't managed to escape. A matter of minutes later, they were at the Ministry building. It had been far too easy. The German forces had been caught completely off guard and weren't able to put up too much of a fight. Several Flak Tracks appeared. They unloaded the Desolator Commandos. They charged into the building and killed the guards and forced their way into the parliamentary building. The German government officials were stunned. Conscripts appeared and hauled them out. The Soviet Union had won the battle for Germany. Now, they just had to take down the rest of the German military.

"Colonel Chekov, the German Ministry has been taken," reported Zophia, "We have secured the city and are rounding up the civilians."

"Good," said Chekov, "We've defeated the Germans. The other countries won't be so easy."

"Yes sir," said Zophia, "I am receiving new orders from Moscow."

"So what are they?"

"We are to take the home of the Professor Albert Einstein," said Zophia, "A transport will take us there."

"Very well."



The Germans protected Professor's with three guard camps and a small base. There was also a guard detail set up around his home and lab. They had been alerted to the Soviet invasion, but were still waiting for more information. However, that soon changed. Several V-3 missiles struck the fuel tanks that were kept for the vehicles and detonated, taking out the guard camp with it. This happened at the other two camps as well. Apocalypse Tanks moved in and killed the few survivors. The Rhino Tanks bypassed the main German base and headed straight towards Einstein's lab. The guard camps had not been able to get out any sort of warning, so there was mostly confusion at the main base and Einstein's lab. Flak Tracks followed behind them as they raced to the lab. Suddenly, several tanks appeared out of nowhere and opened fire. Two Rhinos were taken out.

"Shit," said Chekov. He had been conducting the battle and saw the tanks explode. "They have Mirage Tanks. All right. All units, fire upon trees in the area by the lab."

He watched as several of his tanks opened fire, blowing trees apart. A few actually struck the hidden Mirage Tanks, taking them out. They were soon at the base. The pillboxes were destroyed with great ease and the other defending soldiers were all killed. A squad of officers forced their way into the lab. There were three guards trying to protect Einstein, but they were shot and taken care of. They hauled Einstein out. A group of engineers entered and pulled all of the files from Einstein's computers. They also took a few of the computers. The large odd structure outside was destroyed, as was the lab. They started pulling out. Radar indicated that German forces were starting out towards the labs. They retreated, having destroyed basically everything of value.

"Mission accomplished," said Zophia.

"Report to Moscow accordingly," said Chekov.

"Yes Comrade Colonel."

Chekov ordered his driver to take them back towards the main Soviet base. They soon arrived at a small outpost. It was there that they got off and took a copter back to command. After about a twenty-minute ride, they were at the base. When Chekov got off, he was greeted by General Vladimir.

"Ah! Comrade Colonel! I hear there's a promotion for you for your successes!" Vladimir said with a smile, clapping his hand on Chekov's shoulder.

"Good to see you too, Comrade General. So, what is this about a promotion?"

"Well, since you defeated the Germans, captured their government, and captured Einstein, Moscow has decided to reward such a fine young officer," said Vladimir, "Remember me when you become the Grand Marshal of the Soviet Army."

Chekov laughed. "Comrade General, you have a better shot at that than me."

"Perhaps," Vladimir conceded, "But that will be because of fine young officers like you! Come! We have a video conference with Premier Romanov and I want you to be there with me."

"That is an honor, Comrade General."

"We are old friends, Comrade Colonel. And you deserve this."

They entered the conference room. Most were generals. They stared at this colonel that had entered the room with Vladimir. What was such a lowly officer doing in here with them? A few seconds after the two had taken their seats, Premier Romanov appeared on the large screen.

"Comrade Generals! You have served the motherland well and will be rewarded!"

"Thank you Comrade Premier," Vladimir said for all of them, "However, part of the success should be credited to Colonel Chekov here. He led the attack on Berlin and Einstein's laboratory."

"Really? Well, consider yourself a general of the Soviet Army, Comrade General Chekov! I'll see that the orders are sent out!"

"Thank you Comrade Premier," said Chekov, "I live to serve the state."

The other generals were not too pleased to hear this. This upstart colonel had just been promoted to one of them. And why had Vladimir support him?

Just then, Yuri entered the room.

"Ah, General Chekov. I've heard much good about you. They say you are a great commander in the field."

"Thank you, Comrade Minister."

Yuri smiled. "In fact, I have an assignment for you. With your permission of course, Comrade Premier."

"Of course! We must test the new general to make sure he is worthy of the promotion!"

"This mission is not a frontal assault. No. This mission is, far more delicate. I hope you will be able to handle it," said Yuri, "Generals, please leave us while I discuss this with General Chekov."

The other generals got up and started leaving. Vladimir had some parting words however.

"Don't make me look like a fool," he said with a smile.

Chekov nodded. After the others had left, Yuri continued.

"We need to neutralize Italy," he said, "That way, we can use it to allow us to transport troops from our African allies. This in turn will allow us to attack with greater force against the Europeans. Your job will be to coordinate a small assault team that will drop in Rome. There will actually be two teams. The first will move against the Vatican. Their target is the Pope. The other team will strike at the Italian government, killing its members and create chaos. During that chaos, we will move in with our forces and take control. Understood?"

"Perfectly, Comrade Minister."

"Good," said Yuri, "A transport will arrive for you in one hour. Be ready then."

"Good luck Comrade General," said Romanov before the transmission terminated.

Chekov took a deep breath. Now was the chance to prove himself. As long as he did not fail, his career was guaranteed to go even farther. He would not fail.

End of Chapter 1

If anyone is Catholic, don't think I'm trying to be a religious racist or anything. I am not trying to offend anyone. This is just how the story will unfold. R+R.

Z98