You’re young, rich, and carefree? You think the world is at your feet? Well, it’s time to pay up, парень! Motherland is calling you to take up arms. Forget about girls, parties, and your father’s inheritance. Now your home is the barracks, and your family is your brothers-in-arms. The empire doesn’t ask—it orders. And it doesn’t care whether you dreamed of becoming its defender or not.
So shut up, grab an assault rifle, pull on your armor, and get ready for a disgraceful death on another God-forsaken planet—surrounded by the same half-wits as you.
P.S. And remember: your life now belongs to the Russian Empire. And dying for it isn’t the worst option on the table.
So it goes, cadet Vasilkov…