On Earth there are no wars, no famine, no diseases. No political or economic crises. No industries poisoning the environment. Because there are no people.
Humanity was wiped out by an alien race. Completely—down to the last person.
But the victors celebrated too early. Deep under the Ural Mountains, in the dark dead corridors of a base long forgotten by everyone, a tiny spark of life flickers in the ruins of an even older civilization.
He is the last representative of his great people. He is the one who will make his enemies tremble with terror. He is the one who will cruelly avenge the fallen. He is the last Russian.
“One in the field isn’t a warrior? ” No, that’s not about him. And ONE IN THE FIELD IS A WARRIOR—IF HE’S CUT OUT RUSSIAN STYLE!
VICTORY WILL BE OURS!