Chapter One. A Hit on The Head.
"What happened to me…"? "I feel like I got hit on the head". "I'm bleeding all over I must of".. "I don't remember I don't remember I I I'm in a uniform it says unteroffizeir Shultz Fisher". "I'm German I remember now I was fighting in Leningrad". I hear a vehicle coming "A KV-2 what's with the symbol on the side it looks a little bit like a Russian symbol but the scissors on top what's with that perhaps some sort of special division AND IT'S COMING TOWARDS ME NOW! Crap what do I do now what do I do". I don't thing I'm going to live"… no no no… it stopped does that mean it's going to fire at mea it so close now. What's this? The hatch opened up and a girls head popped out. She's saying something. Oowww I don't feel good… (P.O.V.) WOW he just fell down I say "HEY! GO GET HIM". I watch a girl from a t34 85 get out and walk over to him she yells back "HES PASSED OUT" I say "THEN DON'T JUST STAND THERE GET HIM OVER TO MY TANK". She works with 2 others to carry him to my tank and I take him inside the tank and give him a sip of vodka. Good stuff not a hard drink just anti frost. I radio to the rest of the tanks and say "return to base" when I get there I send him to the medical base and forget about it and go back to what I was doing. (P.O.V.) "im awake… am I dead… no I feel odd… like I had one to many brandy's. A short blonde girl walks in and something to me thankfully I know Russian "I see that your awake now how did you sleep" I respond "O.K. I feel odd um hey were am I may I ask" she responds with a award look "you're at Pravda tankery school" I ask "whats that" she says "whats that you really don't know" I say "I don't" she says "its on the news all the time" I say "the only thing on my radio when I would listen was how the war was going it would constantly say we will be victorious we will win and blah blah blah but the war wasn't going like that" she with a completely dumbfounded look says "what war"? I say "are you messing with me WORLD WAR TWO IS GOING ON ITS 1943 WE ARE GETTING SLAUGHTERS BY THE RUSSIANS!" she says sacredly "that was nearly 171 years ago" I say shocked "no… are you kidding me for real" she responds politly "yes" I feel dizzy I say "how?" "She says I don't know" I say "how long was I out for" she says "about 17 minutes I say "thank you what is your name if I may ask" she says "Katyusha" I say "pleased to meet you I am Shultz Fisher unteroffizeir in the German army 223rd infantry division I am 21 years old and pleased to serve you mein kommandant". She laughs a little and says pleased to meet you aswell.