The Communist political party became uncontrolled, and ended up sweeping
through the whole world besides one pesky little nation, Germany was able
to forge one last strong hold that I was able to merge as the Communists
ran over trying to "purge our society of any false beliefs." "The only true
beliefs to the communist is atheism, even though I was once an Atheist my
self I slowly began to respect other religions. This is my story.
"Commander you have been reassigned, head over to main operations for briefing." I looked sternly at the General and nodded in recognition. Walking through the hallway I noticed a couple old but valuable pictures on the wall, one was of Stalin my idol as a child, he shaped communism forever teaching that as men we must be willing to die for the greater good of the many. At all cost serve your mother land ensure that the truth be spread through out lands and to ensure the destiny of Communism. At the door I quickly made sure that nothing was wrong with my uniform, I knew how upset a commanding officer could get by misrepresenting perfection. After walking in I gently closed the door and stood at attention. "I hear that I've been reassigned." The General worn out by his years planted the file on his desk. "Your file is impressive Commander, that is why your being assigned to the battle of Berlin, there putting up a courageous fight, one to be admired but unfortunately there only denying the inevitable so were sending you there to take over the army there and destroy any efforts to resist. Oh, Commander if you don't give us victory then I suggest you don't return.
"Victory is ours sir, I'll have this town taken over in a matter of weeks." The General gave me a nod, signaling for me to leave. "Uh sir one more thing" the General was starting to get inpatient "what is it Commander?" hearing the depth of his voice growing irritated. "I would like to have Sub Commander Vadim Barkov placed under my command." "Why is that??" "We grew up together, I can trust him sir." "Fine just leave my sight." The Commander gave a nod and walked out the room.
I have commanded many battles before, but Berlin was stubborn they didn't want to give up for some reason. Many countries that I have fought either welcomed us with open arms or seems to fight unmotivated, leaving for an easy taking of there land. Berlin on the other hand was always out numbered but never failed to give us a huge amount of casualties. It was an only matter of time though before all had been lost for them we both knew if we kept attacking they would soon have wave the white flag. Or there city will be lost. Looking around, seeing the beautiful women dancing with my comrades in the ball room. We knew full well that this war was over, there was no way they could defeat us. At the age of twenty four I had killed many, which brings shame to my heart, but this stubborn little nation. I'm going to enjoy watching death creep over there eyes.
"Alexander what a pleasure it is to see you." Vadim smile was something that you would see on a model, his hair was as dark as the night sky and the browns eyes that you could picture seeing a boy on Xmas. Vadim was slim but had some muscles that he wouldn't hesitate to show off and the one that always seems to get the ladies, and a damn fine officer. I on the other hand had brown shaggy hair and eyes that my soldiers tell me that could pierce through steel. I'm quite a huge man with a 6 foot 1 210 pound frame, one to be feared which I enjoyed for the most part. "Get your shit together, were going to Germany." Feeling the front edge of his officer cap, he quickly saluted and walked to his quarters.
Vadim was a man that I not only considered a good friend of mine, but a brother also. We grew up both in a small town about 10 miles north of Moscow, both growing up near the farms lands and getting quite tired of it we both decided to join the free army together, I cant lie and say it hasn't been a complete pain in the ass but we both got through it with shining colors. We knew our way around a good fashioned rifle, because of constant hunting days as children. I was first assigned the duty's of sniper core but was later promoted for sleeping with one of the generals daughter's, she pulled a couple of strings for me to get where I'm, but Barkov was a natural he earned to get where he was.
"Commander you have been reassigned, head over to main operations for briefing." I looked sternly at the General and nodded in recognition. Walking through the hallway I noticed a couple old but valuable pictures on the wall, one was of Stalin my idol as a child, he shaped communism forever teaching that as men we must be willing to die for the greater good of the many. At all cost serve your mother land ensure that the truth be spread through out lands and to ensure the destiny of Communism. At the door I quickly made sure that nothing was wrong with my uniform, I knew how upset a commanding officer could get by misrepresenting perfection. After walking in I gently closed the door and stood at attention. "I hear that I've been reassigned." The General worn out by his years planted the file on his desk. "Your file is impressive Commander, that is why your being assigned to the battle of Berlin, there putting up a courageous fight, one to be admired but unfortunately there only denying the inevitable so were sending you there to take over the army there and destroy any efforts to resist. Oh, Commander if you don't give us victory then I suggest you don't return.
"Victory is ours sir, I'll have this town taken over in a matter of weeks." The General gave me a nod, signaling for me to leave. "Uh sir one more thing" the General was starting to get inpatient "what is it Commander?" hearing the depth of his voice growing irritated. "I would like to have Sub Commander Vadim Barkov placed under my command." "Why is that??" "We grew up together, I can trust him sir." "Fine just leave my sight." The Commander gave a nod and walked out the room.
I have commanded many battles before, but Berlin was stubborn they didn't want to give up for some reason. Many countries that I have fought either welcomed us with open arms or seems to fight unmotivated, leaving for an easy taking of there land. Berlin on the other hand was always out numbered but never failed to give us a huge amount of casualties. It was an only matter of time though before all had been lost for them we both knew if we kept attacking they would soon have wave the white flag. Or there city will be lost. Looking around, seeing the beautiful women dancing with my comrades in the ball room. We knew full well that this war was over, there was no way they could defeat us. At the age of twenty four I had killed many, which brings shame to my heart, but this stubborn little nation. I'm going to enjoy watching death creep over there eyes.
"Alexander what a pleasure it is to see you." Vadim smile was something that you would see on a model, his hair was as dark as the night sky and the browns eyes that you could picture seeing a boy on Xmas. Vadim was slim but had some muscles that he wouldn't hesitate to show off and the one that always seems to get the ladies, and a damn fine officer. I on the other hand had brown shaggy hair and eyes that my soldiers tell me that could pierce through steel. I'm quite a huge man with a 6 foot 1 210 pound frame, one to be feared which I enjoyed for the most part. "Get your shit together, were going to Germany." Feeling the front edge of his officer cap, he quickly saluted and walked to his quarters.
Vadim was a man that I not only considered a good friend of mine, but a brother also. We grew up both in a small town about 10 miles north of Moscow, both growing up near the farms lands and getting quite tired of it we both decided to join the free army together, I cant lie and say it hasn't been a complete pain in the ass but we both got through it with shining colors. We knew our way around a good fashioned rifle, because of constant hunting days as children. I was first assigned the duty's of sniper core but was later promoted for sleeping with one of the generals daughter's, she pulled a couple of strings for me to get where I'm, but Barkov was a natural he earned to get where he was.