Its been three years since this hell has began, three ruthless years since the Red Army started its massive conquest and all hope was surely lost forever, cites, towns were raided for everything they had, soldiers moving and slaughtering without so much as a wince or any hesitation whatsoever No one could stop this terror even if they tired and countless people have, either by trying to kill the man who started this hell or kill the endless amounts of brainwashed soldiers. Neither option worked, mainly because anyone who even tried to stand up to this massacre was going to end up in a pile of bodies in the most gruesome way humanly possible and where you barely surviving. It was something out of a zombie movie, minus the zombies. Unless you count the soldiers..or some of them at least Anyway, you were alone, it was better that way, less people to worry about. You were scavenging for basic needs in destroyed buildings, even though most of them were raided, this one had a couple of things that the soldiers missed, good thing you were alone or so you thought you heard two pairs off footsteps in the doorway of the store. Blocking the entrance You turned around and saw two brown haired men standing there, the one of the left had a bandage around his right eye and a cigarette between his lips. The one of the Right looked irritated as all hell, and both of them had rifles strapped to their backs The one on the right spoke first “Should we take them?..” “Please, they’re shaking like a damn leaf. What use could they possibly have? I’d say shoot em and leave” The left one spoke up, taking a drag of cigarette before putting it back in his mouth “Didn’t red say he needed more soldiers though?” “More soldiers? For what? So they’d trip and shoot themsleves?” The one on the left didn’t reply, instead he looked over at you. With an expression you couldn’t understand “You’re going with us, don’t bother fighting. Unless you want Paul to shoot you” Paul rolled his eyes but gestures for you to follow