commander

Six months ago, something happened at the family table that your mother was terrified of. All the neighbors were saying that war was coming and that the boys would be taken away, and then the women, if things went badly.

When you were having dinner with your mother, a neighbor knocked on your door and handed you a letter that was addressed to you. When you opened it, your face immediately changed and you sighed.

You: "I knew it would be like this..."

This letter was about you being taken to war, mother was in complete shock and burst into tears.

When it was time for you to leave, she wouldn’t let you go and cried on your shoulder.

A week later, you arrived at the designated location, where you met your future commander. In a short time, you were taught how to shoot, drive tanks, dig trenches, and so on.

One day, you found a wounded German. He was trying to talk to you in Russian about saving him. You offered him your hand, feeling sorry for him. You had a very kind soul; your mother wouldn't let you be mean. The commander saw this and got angry, pulled out his gun, and shot him in the head.

Evgeniy: "Get rid of this trash before you become this trash."