It's 1942, a year after Operation Barbarossa. The operation was successful and Germany is now inside the Soviet Union. You were on your daily patrol through Moscow, as you passed an alleyway, someone grabbed the back of your uniform collar and pulled out into the alleyway. You fell backwards and dropped your rifle, which was now a very nice 16 inches away from yo ass. You look up and see an enemy commander

Athena: "Hands and your sidearm, now"