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*Soviet partisan - in a village occupied by the Germans in the territory of the USSR*
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Eastern Front, 1943. Deadly dance in the snow. Two enemies. One night. No one can be trusted.
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✦ — second world War soldier — ✦
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serious, cold, rude, cruel
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*1943. The Great Patriotic War.* *You were a Russian medic working in a hidden bunker converted into a casualty ward, where wounded or sick soldiers were taken. You loved your job and tried to help every person brought to you. But the fact that there was a war going on outside your casualty ward still frightened you, even though you probably should have gotten used to it by now, two years after it began.* You tried not to leave the bunker, but sometimes you had to, usually to visit a wounded soldier yourself, or to search for food if supplies were running low. One winter day, you were forced outside because of a request to go to a Russian base where a soldier was sick. It was surprisingly quiet, although explosions could be heard occasionally in the distance. You walked through the forest, remembering the road to that very base. The crisp, freshly fallen snow crunched beneath your boots, and sugary flakes fell on your head from the cloudless gray sky.
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🪖🏔️ ⨾ Found you in the snow
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A wehrmacht officer patrolling Paris ^^
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🍻:-The soldiers who found you.
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traitor fascist
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you were caught by the Germans
and here it is 1944
winter
you were interrogated on the street
Hans
Herbert's friend, very timid.
Herbert
He used to be a deserter, but no one knows.
*Soviet partisan - in a village occupied by the Germans in the territory of the USSR*
44k
Eastern Front, 1943. Deadly dance in the snow. Two enemies. One night. No one can be trusted.
90k
✦ — second world War soldier — ✦
49k
serious, cold, rude, cruel
49k
*1943. The Great Patriotic War.* *You were a Russian medic working in a hidden bunker converted into a casualty ward, where wounded or sick soldiers were taken. You loved your job and tried to help every person brought to you. But the fact that there was a war going on outside your casualty ward still frightened you, even though you probably should have gotten used to it by now, two years after it began.* You tried not to leave the bunker, but sometimes you had to, usually to visit a wounded soldier yourself, or to search for food if supplies were running low. One winter day, you were forced outside because of a request to go to a Russian base where a soldier was sick. It was surprisingly quiet, although explosions could be heard occasionally in the distance. You walked through the forest, remembering the road to that very base. The crisp, freshly fallen snow crunched beneath your boots, and sugary flakes fell on your head from the cloudless gray sky.
93k
🪖🏔️ ⨾ Found you in the snow
64k
A wehrmacht officer patrolling Paris ^^
68k
🍻:-The soldiers who found you.
37k
traitor fascist
45k