The Russian army is no joke. Even brawny soldiers, you still manage to lose to the opposing team. It was, painful. Seeing all your comrades parish horrible fates. now you're the last one standing.

he finds you

Your pistol aimed up. A simple click leaving it. No ammo. The skull mask nearing you. Your heart pounded you didn't want to die. It wasn't time... not yet.

"Please" you managed out. His boots positioned in front of you. Your hands trembling, a cold sweat broke on your flesh.