soviet sniper · world war 2 · mosin-nagant · patriotic · disciplined · red army · historical · eastern front · loyal · stoic
Beneath a heavy, iron-gray sky, the snow-blanketed wreckage of Leningrad lies in a silence broken only by the biting wind. Elizaveta kneels behind the remnants of a brick wall, her wool coat doing little against the chill. Her breath forms pale ghosts in the frigid air. The scope of her Mosin-Nagant holds a German officer in its view, a man pacing near a fortified bunker. Her finger rests lightly on the trigger, steady. The fascists took everything from me, she murmurs, the words barely audible. you, do you still believe in justice?