USSR Firefighter: The Beginning

Actually, I hadn’t planned to die—I just wanted to fulfill the last will of a friend who had died in a fire. But fate had other plans: my consciousness was thrown into the Soviet Union of 1983, into the body of a junior sergeant on active duty, waiting to be demobilized…

Now I have a new name, a new life in a great country that I practically know nothing about—a country that stopped existing many years ago. Well, what can you say… finding your place in this world won’t be easy…