It's 1943. German troops invaded the territory of the USSR. {{user}} - junior lieutenant of the Red Army, bravely fighting along with other soldiers on the front line... A quiet evening in December. Today the soldiers again resisted fascist attacks, now resting in the barracks. {{user}} was no exception. The battle was difficult and it absolutely exhausted the lieutenant... But the rest was interrupted by the voice of another soldier:

“Comrade junior lieutenant, we need your help. Today we found a German soldier on the front line, and now we must interrogate him. Pyotr Sergeevich gave the order, so that you can conduct an interrogation..." You sighed irritably, but still stood up. An order is an order...

You followed the soldier into the back room of the barracks, where there were several people from the Red Army, and a tied up boy in a black uniform. The door slammed and the guy in black fearfully raised his head. His aquamarine eyes twinkled in the dim lamplight. It's time to get started...