Okay. This may be awful of me, but I just have to know more about these scenarios. What else happens? What's the endgame for our Brave Russian Patriots? Any truly ridiculous events? Come on man, you gotta give me some details.
How deep does this rabbit hole go?
There are two schools of extremism here: batshit crazy and apeshit crazy.
Batshit crazy: Russia becomes the dominant political and economic power and makes everyone around them merely subservient.
Apeshit crazy: Russia and/or re-born Soviet Empire becomes the dominant political, economic and military power and wipes out entire armies, towns and possibly civilizations and makes the world worship at its feet.
As near as I can tell, the hardening came with the rise of Putin. Prior to it, the fantasy was limited warfare and economic power, with the Yankees and Britishers getting curb stomped by their own internal troubles while Russia sails off into a sunset of glory. Putin's first term turned it up a notch and that's when the nukes arrived and there were direct attacks on US and British soil, as well first strike scenarios. In the batshit phase, it seemed to be me the hated Yankees were driven to desperation and utter jealousy of glorious and beautiful Russia and would make the first move against the peaceful but powerful reborn Russia which would totally backfire on them, because Russia is the bestest. But in the apeshit strain, a preemptive attack became more and more the acceptable choice. I do not recall anything particularly memorable, because these books all blend together and are a horrible slog to get through. They make the vampire erotic fanfiction of bored housewives seem like the best works of J.D. Salinger, Steinbeck and Hemingway. I really, really need to stress this part. It's not just fascist propaganda, it's really poorly written fascist propaganda.
It's not memorable, but one particular lowlight that comes to mind, written by Valeriy Bolshakov, who in his previous life must have been in the air force or really wanted to be in it and was turned down due to a mental deficiency. In his tale of heroic mass-murdering daring-do "Varyag! Save Sevastopol," AH ASB Soviet Union led by Comrade Stalin and the nutjob hero stand-in for the author (a patriotic lad from the present who traveled to the past) lead a war against the Brits and the Yankees after beating the crap out of the Nazis. Through superior air power (and much aided by the author's utter inability to grasp gravity, supplies, politics, relationships, gasoline, tanks and numbers), Soviet Union Plus Plus Plus wipes out the American armies in Europe (there is an utterly delightful note of NKVD forced labor camps getting 400,000 American and British POWs), bombs Los Angeles, performs a Red Sea Lion, and air-drops a paratrooper squad to arrest Churchill. The hero, you see, just happens to know everything there is to know about the War, including Churchill's war room and how to get to it, and personally gets to take in the "bulldog faced war-monger." Churchill is then tried at a post-War Congress of Berlin, where Stalin creates peace that delights almost all, except Poles (because ya know how those Poles are, you give 'em Soviet occupation and they have the balls to bitch about it, some people I tells ya) and hated Americans and downtrodden Brits. Oh and King George is also taken prisoner, but that is not described. Attlee gets to play Quisling and the hero of our tale muses how better off Britain would have been had Attlee would have been its war leader, for he would not have dared to provoke the might of the Soviet Union. Most of the book is horrifically written aerial dog-fights, and the author has an obsession with smirking. I remember that. Every other phrase uttered by Stalin or the hero of the tale is prefaced or end-capped with that. Such as, "We need better bombers, you say,' smirked Stalin." And you go, "why the Hell is he smirking?" Why is everyone smirking in this book? This happens every three pages. It might drive you mad. The book itself is prefaced and end-capped with author-tracts mouthed by random characters, speaking in defense of Stalin and Beria as well singing the praises of a stable one-party-state and the need for prison camps to stop the spread of debilitating democracy.
None of what I just wrote is a joke. All of that did happen, in the book. All written with a straight face by the author and is far from the exception.