Cdnwolf
07-03-2009, 04:22 AM
Major Petrofski of the Russian 3'rd Border Guards looked up as his lead Sargeant came into his tent with a confused look on his face.
"Yes, what is it?" he said.
God, he thought to himself, is this the best that our mighty Motherland has to offer, as his gaze wondered up and
down the tattered Russian sargeant.
"Comrade Major! He is here! He is outside the west gate with a white flag and wants to talk to you!!"
Sargeant Nickolai was excited and yet bewildered. The man they nicknamed the Winterwolf and whom they had chased
halfway across what remained of Hungary was now in their grasp.
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"So let me get this right... you want to stop running and join the mighty Russian army ... as private mercenary
soldiers...under MY command. I point you at my enemy and let you loose... and I reap all the benefits. In return
you just want food and shelter and a sense of being?" Major Petrofski was intrigued.
"Why fight it", I replied with vigor, "we could go on for months and for what? More death and destruction. You are
using up your food and precious ammo - and men and for what? Did they promise you a promotion and a dacha by a lake
for my capture. Look around you Major. There are no more promotions! No more Dacha! What we do have are our
men, our wits and our will to survive. I am sick of living on the run. I was born in a country that no longer
exist and yet I still follow the orders of its "Best" military minds. NO MORE! From what I see.. you are my
greatest hope to survive in this hell."
Major Petrofski looked over at his Sargeant.
"Well Nickolai, what do you think of Captain Everest's idea?"
"Major! It is a betrayal of everything we have worked for. The Motherland has been good to us through these trying
times. End it now Major. Shoot him. Or let me have the honor of eradicating this enemy of the State!"
Major Petrofski gave a heavy sigh.
"Yes Sargeant. You are right. Our enemies must be destroyed to make us stronger."
With that he took out his pistol and shot Nickolai in the forehead.
"And old ideologies make you the worse kind of enemy my friend! Its time to seize the moment and live for
ourselves. Welcome Captain - you are the first recruit of Petrofski's Private Army!"
Laughing I whipped out my special gift... a bottle of pre-war merlot and we celebrated the start of our new life.
"Yes, what is it?" he said.
God, he thought to himself, is this the best that our mighty Motherland has to offer, as his gaze wondered up and
down the tattered Russian sargeant.
"Comrade Major! He is here! He is outside the west gate with a white flag and wants to talk to you!!"
Sargeant Nickolai was excited and yet bewildered. The man they nicknamed the Winterwolf and whom they had chased
halfway across what remained of Hungary was now in their grasp.
************************************************** ************************************************** **************
"So let me get this right... you want to stop running and join the mighty Russian army ... as private mercenary
soldiers...under MY command. I point you at my enemy and let you loose... and I reap all the benefits. In return
you just want food and shelter and a sense of being?" Major Petrofski was intrigued.
"Why fight it", I replied with vigor, "we could go on for months and for what? More death and destruction. You are
using up your food and precious ammo - and men and for what? Did they promise you a promotion and a dacha by a lake
for my capture. Look around you Major. There are no more promotions! No more Dacha! What we do have are our
men, our wits and our will to survive. I am sick of living on the run. I was born in a country that no longer
exist and yet I still follow the orders of its "Best" military minds. NO MORE! From what I see.. you are my
greatest hope to survive in this hell."
Major Petrofski looked over at his Sargeant.
"Well Nickolai, what do you think of Captain Everest's idea?"
"Major! It is a betrayal of everything we have worked for. The Motherland has been good to us through these trying
times. End it now Major. Shoot him. Or let me have the honor of eradicating this enemy of the State!"
Major Petrofski gave a heavy sigh.
"Yes Sargeant. You are right. Our enemies must be destroyed to make us stronger."
With that he took out his pistol and shot Nickolai in the forehead.
"And old ideologies make you the worse kind of enemy my friend! Its time to seize the moment and live for
ourselves. Welcome Captain - you are the first recruit of Petrofski's Private Army!"
Laughing I whipped out my special gift... a bottle of pre-war merlot and we celebrated the start of our new life.