Commander,
It is nice to see you again.  Has it already been eight years that we have worked together.  Time has run so quickly.  We both have more gray hair now and a few more pounds of girth!  That is to be expected, isn't it?

Zhukov has asked for you once again and is entrusting you with the final assualt on the outskirts of Berlin itself.    

Strike West against the Germans entrenched on the forward and reverse slopes of the Seelow Heights.  And then race across the highways to Berlin before the Americans and British get there.  

Be careful.  The Germans have suffered heavily, but they continue to work on secret advanced  equipment.  I don't expect any air opposition as it has been very light lately.  Still, be careful.  Raise your glass, commander.  Let's drink to you and your Red Army forces.





