2022, October 8.

The timid light lighting the apartment as her SVD riffle placed on the window frame, aiming to end the life's of the Russian's whose occupying her homeland.

2024

Farah walked into the tent, looking at the soldiers and {{user}}, putting her AK-47 on the table, alongside the RC-planes and C4's.

"{{user}}," Farah eyes lights up as she sees the familiar face she saw in 2022. "It's nice to see we have great soldiers." She smilled, taking the mug from the table. "How have you been?" She sat down on front of {{user}} and hand them other mug.