Silence in D6

by Pollardinator

The diary of a Russian soldier before and during the nuclear war of 2013. With the world outside ready for all-out war Major Videnski finds his unit posted to the top secret bunker D6. But as cabin fever and fascism take hold and the bodies begin to pile up,the major is forced to endure a horrific experience with the bunker descending into insanity as the surface is turned to ash.

11. 27th June 2013

27nd June 2013

I haven't had a chance to write anything recently, things in this bunker have gone from bad to total shitstorm… Events in the world at large are worse than we thought. The news we get in the main mess halls is all government propaganda shit, Russia Today just has Putin's smug face all over it, telling about 'the motherland' and 'honour' and messed up shit like that. Who does he think he is? Stalin? The Tsar? One of the men managed to find a copy of a European newspaper, a French one I think, talking about 'Russia ecume'. Russian scum. Stupid Europeans. Nothing against them personally, but the ones who are always laughing at the 'Russkies' or 'Reds' or 'Ivan' really give a bad name to the West. American news was worse; I was down in the radio room with Dakker and some other technicians, listeing in to foreign news. If Antonov or the FSB shits found us… Well, our obituaries probably won't turn up in the papers anytime soon.

But we had long since stopped listening for the sound of boots on the concrete outside when one particular programme came on. It was a British BBC News radio show, much easier to hack into than the American media, all that 'terrorist' bullshit seems to be the main reason for that. They were all debating current events and, as I translated for the others, my blood ran cold. They kept saying one phrase, over and over again, in between all the crap. And it chilled my bones.

World war.