Chapter 87

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"New Sun over Red Square"

January 2nd, 2056
November 3rd, 1097

Private Aleksander [ RetCon ]

Moscow, Russian Federation

4:49 PM


The Russian city hasn't been doing hot for the last 3 decades. Poverty rates have been skyrocketing, the alcohol abuse increasing, domestic problems, gender demographics being skewed to high hell. Practically a Police State to maintain order, and the overall fuckover of the economy has made business in here pretty much undesirable.

But honestly, for this soldier, in his humble opinion, this takes the fucking cake.

For unknown reasons, the Russian Ministry of Defense had his unit deploy to the city, for "Special Police Assistance."

It sounded like a load of bullshit in his opinion, especially since it was almost 5pm for them. It was cold, they were still recovering from the New Years, and it was colder than General Winter himself out there.

His Tigr was driving up and down the road near St. Basil's Cathedral. Next to him and in his vehicle, was his squad. 5 other riflemen. His Squad leader asleep in the passenger seat. The cloudy Moscovian day was the thing that greeted them as they rolled their vehicle, with 4 other Tigrs, near the large historical structure. Snow dotted the landscape, and there was plenty of people moving around, still trying to get to work, home, or whatever.

The vehicles have stopped, and some of the still conscious passengers noticed.

Shutting their engine off, Aleksander sighs, "We're here, Squad leader." it woke up everybody else in the vehicle, who began to stretch. His Squad lead, a Sergeant who had her mask on and helmet still on, grumbles.

"Damn, we get to locations faster when we don't want to..." she grabs her AK-12 and puts a fresh mag in, "... but get to locations slower when we DO want to. I see how it is..."

She opens her door, "Alright, everybody out, let's see what the Ministry of Defense is wasting our time on this cold day in frozen hell..." she steps out, her boots crunching on some icy snow. AK-12 ready. Aleksander got out, flipping his AK-12 to safe.

"Hear that General Barkov's been acting strange?" the Squad's Medic called out, checking his shield and pistol. He looks over at the Squad Leader who shrugs and grumbles.

"Never mind them, they're just hyped up on whatever they got." a couple in the unit laughed as they got out of their car, their rifles resting over their chest.

"Terra, ha, what a load of bullshit," Aleksander muttered, "Probably just some plot to start firing people." He's heard all sorts of rumors on why the Russian Reserves were being sent off planet.

A lot of them was convinced it was some sort of super-space installation that was kept secret from the world. Some were convinced they were being sent to go colonize Antarctica. Some officers however started to spread this weird... Rumor, he thinks it is.

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