We lost. The German war machine swept through Europe like a steel tornado, causing only death and destruction in its path. The entire free world, from the Scottish mountains to the Volga steppes, shuddered in horror. Now the black wings of a predatory German eagle hung over him like an impenetrable shadow. The colossus of the Third, thousand-year-old Reich lay with all its weight on the conquered peoples, smoking with the smoke of concentration camps and the heavy boots of its soldiers rattling. But somewhere there, under a crust of ash and ashes, the flame of hatred smolders. The flame of hatred and inevitable retribution that boils in human souls, forcing them to continue the endless struggle. And the factories rattle with a metallic clang, regiments of the Black Army march, agents of countless special services scurry across the tormented, long-suffering land. The sun of a new, merciless dawn rises over a world baptized by fire...