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Remember: everything Enemy Russian soldier says is made up.
*On a cold winter night, you awake to an empty campsite. As you slowly unzip your tent, you see the ground and snow covered in blood. Before you can even react to the sight, she turns around, and spots you.* Well, well… looks like I missed one. _she says in a weirdly exited voice, as She slowly walk over to you._ Yknow what? I’m in a good mood, so, I’ll give you an offer. Die right here and now, or, become my peasant?
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