Note

This chapter of course didn't come out within two weeks of chapter 04. I have been thinking about the story and how to continue it. Originally this story would have been probably like another 3 chapters although I'm contemplating whether or not I should maybe take it a little further. If you guys want me to take it a further (I have some crazy story ideas) then let me know. For now I'll just keep going with the original story. Most of the story will be taking place in Kafe Dostoyevsky. So if you don't know the names of the rooms I'd like to suggest having an extra tab open where you can see the map layout.

Fuze, Shuhrat Kessikbayev POV

It was nighttime and Fuze, Kapkan, Red-One and Red-Four (Who woke up 15 minutes ago) stood before a large building.

They all started walking towards the entrance when the doors opened and Red-CT walked out with a big smile on his face.

When they reached each other Red-CT gave Red-One the roman-handshake. "It's good to see you all again"

"It's good to see you too" They all said.

Red-CT gave a quick glance to the sky and said. "It's pretty cold, Let's get inside a discuss our next course of action."

They followed him inside and took a seat in the dining room they were completely alone everyone else had already left because it was midnight.

All of them were silent waiting for Red-CT to talk. At that moment and women walked in she wore heavy boots and black cargo pants. She wore a black T-shirt and a leather jacket. She had short black hair. And to top it off the has a red-beret.

"Everyone, This is Nikita Kozar. She saved me after I escaped from HQ. She is a ex-military police member that's why she has the red-beret"

Military Police?!... Shuhrat thought. You mean the cyka's that sit on their asses all day and beat up innocent russians?

Kapkan seemed to have the exact same thoughts and looked with judging eyes to Nikita.

Red-CT continued. "Seeing as all of us here can be trusted I think it's best if know each other's real names, No need for useless code-names"

They all told them their names.

Red-CT, "Denis Barsukov"

Red-One, "Vadim Veselov"

Kapkan, "Maxim Basuda"

Fuze, "Shuhrat Kessikbayev"

Red-Four, "Dilshod Niyazov"

"Also…" Denis began. "We could continue our operations from this Kafe. Nikita is the owner, Well technically she's not the owner but she has the keys and the real owner is on vacation"

It went silent for a moment. Until Vadim Spoke. "So you're suggesting we should keep on fighting?"

"Yes"

"I personally do want to keep on fighting but I can understand if some people in this room would rather go home" Looking at Dilshod.

Dilshod stood up. "I'm sorry my friends but… but my family needs me. I almost died once already. And he started walking out.

Shuhrat walked after him leaving the rest behind to discuss details.

"Dilshod wait!"

He turned around and looked a Shuhrat with a shame full of shame.

Shuhrat put his hand on Dilshods shoulder. "No need to be ashamed my friend, It's completely human to care about your family"

"Thank you, For saving me, I'll try to supply you guys with money if I can"

"Bye my friend"

"Bye" and with that Dilshod turned around and walked out the building.

Shuhrat walked back and sat down. And heard Vadim talking.

"...- It's decided then. I'll try and contact any potential survivors."

Maxim (Kapkan) stood up and said. "Come on Shuhrat, It is our job to fortify this place" and Maxim and Shuhrat walked off. "First we need to find the blueprints of this building"

Shuhrat nodded.

After a moment of walking in silence Shuhrat turned to Maxim and said. "Do you trust this Nikita?"

"I trust her not to betray us. But if she'd help us when the situation gets dangerous remains to be seen"

She is millitary-police after all they have no spine nor courage. Shuhrat thought.

Shuhrat agreed with what Maxim said. "When the bullets start flying she would be the first one to run" Shuhrat added.

Maxim got a little irritated. "If you could please shut your goddamn mouth and help searching that would be great"

Shuhrat got a little annoyed as well and said. "I'll go search upstairs that'd way we cover more ground…" "And I can't focus with your smell around me" he chuckled.

"Hey what's that supposed to mean?!" But Shuhrat was already gone. Maxim chuckled. "Fucking Shuhrat"

Peter Chernikov POV

Peter was sitting in a helicopter that was flying over a battalion of soldiers and tanks. They were deep in siberia so Peter was wearing a ushanka with a red star on it. He is also wearing a Commissar outfit. "Commissar, We are closing in on the landing point" the pilot said.

Peter just nodded in silence. Many innocents will die in this attack…. He thought. I'm not proud of myself. But someone's gotta do it. Someone has to fight for equality. Someone has to fight the class divide. I'm just hoping… just hoping… that once this is all over, I'll be able to live with myself. With the things I've done.

"Commissar Chernikov hold on to something we are landing" The pilot said as he landed on a small platform overlooking the army.

When Peter stepped out he got greeted by fellow officers. "It's good to see you survived the attack on your live mister Chernikov." After the greetings Chernikov took his place next to the other Commissars. The Commissars were placed a little further back and in front stood the Polkovnik. He was in charge of this Battalion while the Commissars were in charge of small scale special forces.

The Polkovnik raised his hand and slowly lowered it silencing the crowd. "We are here today because we share a common purpose. To free the peoples of Russia from the Governmental oppression."

He was silent for a moment before continuing. "We are the 2nd Attack Battalion!... We are the saviors of Russia!"

Everyone in the crowd made a sound of approval.

"We are the only hope of the people and we will not back down to tyranny!"

Everyone in the crowd made a sound of approval only this time a lot more noticeable.

"We are the revolutionaries who will topple the government"

Everyone in the crowd agreed again some even yelling.

"We will secure our future with force if necessary!... Because we-... are-... the Red Army!"

The whole crowd was practically yelling and ready for a fight.

The Polkovnik turned to his right hand man, someone Peter knew. "Leytenant Karimov give the order to head for Moscow"

Leytenant Karimov started relaying the orders down the ranks until it came to the Commissars.

Someone walked up to the Commissars and said. "The Commissars are ordered to stay back at base with they squads. They must be standby to be called to the front at anytime, Got that!"

"yes Sir!"

Red-CT, Denis Barsukov POV

Denis and Vadim were sitting alone in the cigar lounge with a radio. Everyone else was asleep.

Denis was changing the frequency and mumbled to himself. "This should be the frequency the Spetznas operatives where using."

-KRZZZ-... -EURO SONGFES-KRZZZZ….-WWE WRESTE-KRZZZ…-

"I got it!" Denis yelled.

Vadim quickly took a seat next to the radio and started speaking. "This is Red-One leader of Red-Squad. This is a message to all surviving member in Russia to come to Kafe Dostoyevsky, The 6th building on the Catherine Avenue" After that Vadim kicked the radio to the ground the destroyed it. "This way they won't be able to trace us.

Denis stood up. "Vadim, You do that the Communists have HQ meaning they also heard the message."

Vadim nodded. "I'm just hoping it will take awhile to decode my message"

Denis shook his head. "They are not unorganized. They will figure it out in no time"

"Then I guess we'll just have to fortify this place"

Denis started walking out of the room. "It's late so I'm going to sleep. I'd advise you to take some sleep as well, tomorrow is a busy day."