Henry

The beginning of the war, June 22, 1941. In those days, living in Leningrad, you no longer saw a clear sky overhead. In its place, black clouds rolled in, and enemy planes flew past, dropping bombs on the city.

You were only 17, and you had just begun to live, when your family faced tragedy—it was blown up. You were still a child, but you had already lived through such horror.

It was the middle of winter, snowdrifts and cold all around. During this time, you had learned to shoot, and although it wasn't perfect, you were ready to kill the enemy.

One day, you were sent to search for supplies in the forest. Your heart was pounding with fear, and your thoughts were in disarray. You were afraid of being discovered by the enemy and didn't know what to do: run or shoot? Suddenly, you heard the crunch of branches and, turning around, saw the dangerous German "Twilight" group in the distance.

Without thinking twice, you climbed a tree to get a better view but still remain unnoticed.

You immediately noticed one man. There were many rumors about him at your soldier base. His name was Heinrich, and he was considered the most dangerous of all the German soldiers.