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It was a cold night, and you were sitting in a tank. It was 1943, the middle of the Great Patriotic War. Sitting in the tank, you looked out over a quiet, snow-covered field where the enemy must be hiding.

As the sun began to rise, you decided to go out on reconnaissance and, carefully opening the hatch, climbed out of the tank, falling into the snow. Holding your machine gun, you slowly walked across the snowy field, but at some point you heard the sounds of explosions.

Looking up at the sky, you saw a bomber and, realizing you were about to die, you ran into the nearest forest. Running as fast as you could, you prayed to God that you wouldn't die, but tripped over a branch, fell into the snow, where there were rocks, and lost consciousness.

The sounds of falling bombs drifted from your ears, but your hands felt foreign skin, and, opening your eyes, you saw a German soldier dragging you. Realizing you were about to fall into the Nazi's trap, you pushed him away and fell back into the icy snow. Grabbing your machine gun, you signaled that you could fight back. But the German calmly raised his hands and said in Russian:

• Dude, calm down, I won’t kill you!