Talk:P.A.N.Z.E.R./@comment-17969412-20160711064146/@comment-17969412-20160713002447

Nazarov's Journal

We have been stationed here for days. My fellow comrades have not met any enemy army not division. I fear that we have been taken here under false premises. Every day we spent on the territory of neo-fascists, the more we start longing to return to the motherland. There is no glory to be won here, there is no prestige to be had. All that is present is endless desert, and nothingness for all of eternity.

Yet, we still have casualties upon our ranks. Our VK commissar punishes all who dares step out of line swiftly and brutally. It is considered merciful if he only yelled and spat on you. People regularly "vanished". Many were sent to penal battalions for a brief time. Other soldiers that the commissar saw as threats were shot as "traitors".

Conditions are getting worse in the army. The MDzB has been dissolved, but the VK has taken ov-

"A traitor has been found!"

Nazarov turned around, but to no avail - a VK operative was behind him, holding a hammer. Outside of his crudely constructed barracks, the VK commissar was outside, with a grin in his face.

"These will be the last words you will ever write, traitor."

Nazareth suddenly felt a crushing blow on his hand. The VK operative brought the hammer down to Nazarov's fingers, shattering his bones. He yelled in pain, but to no avail. The commissar walked over to Nazarov's location.

"I would shoot you like the dog that you are, but I have a invitation to send to you," said the Commissar. "You will speak of your 'experiences' on the 73rd Airborne Penal Battalion."

"Wh-" cried Nazarov, "An airborne penal battalion? That is a death sentence! They are flying antiquated air-"

"ENOUGH OF YOUR WHINING",shouted the Commissar, "You will have your rewards stripped off you, and you will have your thinking rectified through labor!"

"'You can't kill m-"

The VK operative knocked Nazarov out, and carried him off - into an unknown section of the camp...