No one asked him whether he wanted to be in his favorite historical period—World War II. But he ended up there. No one gave him a choice—who to be with. And the Russian became an American. No one forced him to become a soldier of that war. He became one himself… Arthur Arsentyev, yesterday’s law student, reserve sergeant, and ardent fan of military-historical reenactments, turns out to be at the Soviet-Polish border on June 22, 1941—one minute before the war. He will have to believe what is very hard to believe. He will have to face death. After all, he is fighting for Victory! But he will do it bearing beside him the bright crimson Banner of Victory—the flag of the United States of America. Because here he is an American. And Americans are faithful allies.