A Red December

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"So uh..." Rasputia asks "What is your story, Volkov?"

Volkov puts down his meat and takes a sip of-What else, Vodka. "Siberia. 1955..."
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In the backround, A siren is ringing. Volkov checks his wrist-communicator. "Quite! Stalin is on the line!" Yells volkov.

"You know what you need to do, Volkov" an image of Stalin calmly talks to him on the communcator. "We need you, as well as the rest of the sqaud, To attack the allied base to the east." Stalin presses a button on his desk and a image of a large building with a dome in it appears. "The allies are building their Chronosphere. If they are able to get the device at full power, They will be able to teleport an entire regime of troops all the way to moscow. You must not allow this to happen. Go."

Volkov presses the button to terminate the call. He looks around and sees a large battalion of tanks. He smirks. This force is more then enough to take out that large machine thought up by that capitalist, Albert Einstine. He hops in a transport and yells to his entire assault force. "All tanks, Move forward to the enemy!"


Hours later, The command of tanks stop looking onset at the allied base. Volkov checks his watch. T-Minus 1 hour until the chronosphere is activated. He can already see hordes of tanks lining up to be chrono-shifted towards moscow. Volkov pets his right-hand aid, Chitzkoi before equiping his underarm grenade launcher and ordering his tanks to advance.

A quick bloody fight ensures. The soviet tanks overwhelm the Allies tanks in both size and firepower. Volkov launches a few grenades at the reactors of the chronosphere. An engineer rushes to repair the damaged Chronosphere but Chitzkoi jumps on him and rips his arms off. Volkov checks his watch. T-Minus 5 minutes until activation. And unfortunetly, Enough of the assault force has been too damaged to be able to destroy the chronosphere in that time. But it does not matter. The allied tanks have been destroyed, and the reactor of the Chronosphere controlling destination has been blown. Volkov smiles and writes the mission as a success...

Suddenly, The Chronosphere fizzles and a large blue sphere envolopes the whole base, taking in any remaining tanks, as well as destroyed ones, Plus Volkov and Chitzkoi. And To where you ask? One cannot say. Volkov Screams in agony as he is being forcefully teleported. The Chronosphere was never tested on unprotected humans. Ever.

Volkov wakes up and looks around. He sees wreckages of tanks, both of allied and soviet orgin. He attempts to contact Stalin on his commucator. Nothing. He tries the radio to Stalin's bunker underneath the Kremlin. Nothing. Not even static. Nothing...
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"...Even now, I do not know where I am. Have they transferd me to an alternate future where the allies won the war a long time ago? Or possibly some alternate universe? I suspect the latter, As I have seen unearthly things in this world, Things unfamiler to what I have seen. Theese things... I call them Smigglenips. They appear to be some kind of tribial raiders. Fortunetly, by raiding their encampments as well as salvaging the parts from the tanks I was able to make me and Chitzkoi here an encampent. But that does not matter. All I can say is, I happen to be a stranger in a strange land..."

Rasputia looks at volkov curiously. "Whats a soviet?..."

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"немойосел!" Volkov swears in his native language as he angrily throws his bottle down onto the snow, its clear fluid spilling out onto the snow. More senseless profanitys spew from his mouth, all in russian. Rasputia continues eating.

Volkov sighs. "Right. I suppose you wouldent know. Nobody would. Indeed, I have anouther story to tell you, but it must wait till anouther time. For now, I am tired"

As the sky grows dark, Volkov whistles chitzkoi to his side and heads towards the tent. Rasputia follows. And then, They rest.

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Volkov and Chitzkoi fall asleep quite quickly inside the tent. Rasputia sighs, unable to fall asleep. She tries munching a turnip to coax herself asleep. Looking around, she finds a pile of unloaded AK-47s. Curiously, she grabs one and slowly deconstructs it with just a screwdriver.

She looks amazed at all the inner workings of the weapon. Rasputia pulls at all the little springs inside the gun before trying to reconstruct the weapon. She fails miserably at it. Eatch time she trys to reatach all the little parts of the weapon it keeps falling apart. And before long, She gets tired and falls asleep...

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Rasputia slowly gets up and looks around, perticularly at the sky. She notices that it is still dark, yet sunlight is barely peaking from mountains in the backround. Bored, She attempts to put back together the gun with very little success.

She jumps suddenly as volkov puts his hand on her shoulder. "Da, You have a fine choice in weapondry, My darling Rasputia..."

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"Volkov! I ah.. Was going to put it back together but..." Volkov chuckles at this statement "Nyet, It is alright Rasputia. Come hunting with me. It is time I taught you how to kill"

And with a snap to his fingers, Volkov commands Chitzkoi to gaurd the tent as he and rasputia go out into the cold wasteland with a backpack filled with various weapondry and ammo

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Rasputia looks upwards at Volkov. "Where exactly are we going?" she asks as they continue to walk through the snow, occasionally passing a rusted, overturned vehicle. "There is a slightly lush ground where the animals gather. It is here where I often hunt and gather meat. And now, It will be where I go and train you."

Rasputia looks up with a puzzled face. Train her for what? Eventually, they arrive. The area is packed full of animals with fur camouflaging themselfs from the snow, occasionally grazing on plants that pop up from the snow. Volkov puts down a box on the ground that unpacks into a sniper nest. Volkov inserts a rifle into its holding area and sets its sights on the nearest large animal grazing on a Snowlilly before motioning Rasputia to the nest.

As rasputia struggles to aim the rifle, Volkov pulls out a speach giving instructions on how to operate the rifle and how to fire it, as well as various notes to increase the moral of new recuits. But before Volkov can read it aloud, Rasputia pulls the tirgger and hits one of the animals head-on.

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Volkov mouths the word "Woah" as rasputia head-shots one the buffalo-like animals dead-center. He smiles and pats the little rasputia on the back. "I think you have masterd marksmenship training, young one"

Volkov pulls out an AK-47 and sprays fire at the oxen.He passes the rifle to Rapsutia and they continue target practice into the nightfall.

Eventually, the sun sets and there is only one ox left. Volkov offers the last target to rasputia. She carefully aims at that last oxen but all of a sudden as the sun sets, Volkov Threat-indicator starts piping up, highliting all the various flowers in a greenish yellow, then bright yellow, then orange, and finally red...