Along the German-Russian Border
03:00 Hours
June 18th, 1969
The German-Russian border along the Ural Mountains was one of the most heavily fortified and dangerous borders in the world since the German Victory during the Second Great War and the seizure of Western Russia from the former Soviet Union, despite the Reich's victory over "Judeo-Bolshevism", it's Eastern Territories were a quagmire of ethnic tensions as the Slavic inhabitants waged a ever intent guerilla war against the Nazi occupiers, those who weren't conscripted to work for the "Fatherland", or shipped West for "Important Civil Duties" escaped Eastwards, or hid in the many natural features of former Western Russia, lying in the wait and ambushing the Germans, they had nothing else to live for, their livelihoods and homes had been destroyed by the Germans, where Moscow formerly existed was just now a lakeside resort for the SS Elite and Reichkommissiars to relax, the cultural history of the Slavic people's was being eradicated slowly every single day as the German's continued to push their agenda on their newly conquered Eastern territories, the only thing to live for was the chance to kill as many Germans as they could, in the hope of somehow regaining their homeland's from the Germans, or bleeding as much German blood as possible. it didn't really matter anymore.
Along the German-Russian Border, Two Young Russian Soldiers, No Older then 22, stood at a border post along the Urals, across from them was their German counterparts, the red and black banner of the Nazi's fluttered in the cold winter wind of Western Siberia as the German guards went about their daily business across the way, the two Russians looked at themselves, and pondered the question of the Western territories.
"Alexi, do you ever think our Motherland will ever be the same again? we will ever regain our homelands in the West from the Fascists? will freedom ever come?"
"Honestly, I do not know.. maybe this is how things were meant to be? maybe God destined these things? it's a question many of us ask, but one none of us can answer".
The World was locked in a Cold War, between Fascism and Capitalism, on one side was the Greater German Reich and her allies, tucked behind the walls of Fortress Europe the Germans have revitalized themselves as according to the dreams of Adolf Hitler, a Germania spanning from the English Channel to the Ural Mountains, Europe was a denizen of Oppression and Fascism, only Switzerland and Sweden existed as any form of freedom behind the Steel Curtain of the Atlantic Wall, opposing the Nazi's was the United States of America, the United Kingdom and their allies in an Alliance System known as the Atlantic League, the Atlantic League has opposed the forces of the German Tripartite Pact since the breakout of the Cold War in 1947, after the Greater German Reich and the United States of America emerged as the world's lone superpowers in the aftermath of the Second Great War.
How we got to this point is a long story, in order to understand the modern world, it's better to go back to where this all started, to that fateful day in September 1939...............
03:00 Hours
June 18th, 1969
The German-Russian border along the Ural Mountains was one of the most heavily fortified and dangerous borders in the world since the German Victory during the Second Great War and the seizure of Western Russia from the former Soviet Union, despite the Reich's victory over "Judeo-Bolshevism", it's Eastern Territories were a quagmire of ethnic tensions as the Slavic inhabitants waged a ever intent guerilla war against the Nazi occupiers, those who weren't conscripted to work for the "Fatherland", or shipped West for "Important Civil Duties" escaped Eastwards, or hid in the many natural features of former Western Russia, lying in the wait and ambushing the Germans, they had nothing else to live for, their livelihoods and homes had been destroyed by the Germans, where Moscow formerly existed was just now a lakeside resort for the SS Elite and Reichkommissiars to relax, the cultural history of the Slavic people's was being eradicated slowly every single day as the German's continued to push their agenda on their newly conquered Eastern territories, the only thing to live for was the chance to kill as many Germans as they could, in the hope of somehow regaining their homeland's from the Germans, or bleeding as much German blood as possible. it didn't really matter anymore.
Along the German-Russian Border, Two Young Russian Soldiers, No Older then 22, stood at a border post along the Urals, across from them was their German counterparts, the red and black banner of the Nazi's fluttered in the cold winter wind of Western Siberia as the German guards went about their daily business across the way, the two Russians looked at themselves, and pondered the question of the Western territories.
"Alexi, do you ever think our Motherland will ever be the same again? we will ever regain our homelands in the West from the Fascists? will freedom ever come?"
"Honestly, I do not know.. maybe this is how things were meant to be? maybe God destined these things? it's a question many of us ask, but one none of us can answer".
The World was locked in a Cold War, between Fascism and Capitalism, on one side was the Greater German Reich and her allies, tucked behind the walls of Fortress Europe the Germans have revitalized themselves as according to the dreams of Adolf Hitler, a Germania spanning from the English Channel to the Ural Mountains, Europe was a denizen of Oppression and Fascism, only Switzerland and Sweden existed as any form of freedom behind the Steel Curtain of the Atlantic Wall, opposing the Nazi's was the United States of America, the United Kingdom and their allies in an Alliance System known as the Atlantic League, the Atlantic League has opposed the forces of the German Tripartite Pact since the breakout of the Cold War in 1947, after the Greater German Reich and the United States of America emerged as the world's lone superpowers in the aftermath of the Second Great War.
How we got to this point is a long story, in order to understand the modern world, it's better to go back to where this all started, to that fateful day in September 1939...............