Conflict

The Red Wolves are on the prowl... Western Europe, 0530 hours, 15 July. A faraway rumble of machinery heralds the approach of what can only be a massive armored force. As you radio headquarters for reinforcements and air support, you lean forward out of the turret hatch of your M-1A1, hoping to catch a glimpse of the enemy in the distant horizon. Are those T-80's you see silhouetted in the first rays of the rising sun? And that roar - high over the clouds! Could that be a squadron of MIG-29's racing to intercept your incoming A-10 Thunderbolts? It doesn't really matter at this point. Your troops are committed. And there can only be one winner in CONFLICT!