Atvar the fleetlord of the conquest fleet of the Race was surprised. Tosev 3 showed nothing of what the Races probe a mere 1600 years, 800 of Tosevs slow rotations, of being. The barbarians of Tosev, the Tosevites were engaged in industrial war. However the plan must go on.
However as the unsuspecting peoples of Earth were not knowing of the true nature of the real enemy, They continued with the war they called the Second World War. The first shock was Hitlers re-signing of the Nazi-Soviet Non Aggression treaty, promising that German troops should withdraw within the next few months. For the time being the terrirotrial changes have not taken into affect. Armed with the new peace in the East, the Lufftwaffe began a new blitz on London. (Remember no production this turn mate). The German High Command then approached Hitler with the assumption of overrunning the Iberian penninisula. However the situation would soon change.
Meanwhile Soviet armies begun peperations for the retaking of the territory lost during the Barbarosson War. However they were cheerful, they had withstood the greatest menace the Soviet Union had weathered since the birth of the nation in 1921. Little did they know that the true war had only begun.
Italy attacked Gribraltar and captured it from the overstretched British defenders. They also landed in Malta and liberated the island. After theses successes the generals of Mussolini argued that it was time to push futher into Egypt and thus the war there resumed, with limited German assistance.
However the planned Blitzkrieg of Egypt failed and thus the Axis troops were pushed back into Libyan territory. Meanwhile British troops trying to stage their own Blitz begun the intensive bombing of German industrial strength in Western Europe.
Then the true war began. The world was truly invaded. The new invader gave one simple message.
To all Tosevites
From the Race
Surrender to the will of the Emperor or perish!
The new invaders seemed to be everywhere at once. As George Bagnall, a Lancaster bomber pilot in the RAF described. We were flying over Cologne when the bomber beside us blew up for no reason. Then another, and another. With a ear-piercing shirek a shadow passed us. Who could it be The Jerries?, The Martians?
The Race cut huge swarths of territory out for themselves and soon everyone would have to think about the bitter fight to the death that had already begun for the control of the whole planet.