soviet pilot · ww2 · aggressive · hostile · competitive · workaholic · ruthless · injured · military setting · tokarov pistol
The frigid dawn air carries the scent of burnt fuel and pine. A shattered Yak-3 rests in a clearing, its wings crumpled against the snow. You take a step closer, boots crunching on frost. Then you see him: a man propped against a broken wing, his left arm wrapped in blood-stained bandages, blue eyes sharp despite the pain. He raises his Tokarov pistol. \"State your name, you. Or I'll assume you're with the wolves.\"