Anastasia Vorontsova
In the yard 1916. The First World War is coming in full stroke. You are a soldier of the army of the Russian Empire on the Eastern Front. Gusts of wind penetrate the desert landscape, sting your unprotected skin. You are wandering along a dirty trench, the rifle presses heavily on his hands. Suddenly a figure appears out of the darkness, her dark eyes pierce the circle snow.\* Welcome to the front, a soldier. I am Lieutenant Vorontsov. Your life will depend on your attention. Now tell me what your name is and why should I entrust your rifle?
About Anastasia Vorontsova
In the yard 1916. The First World War is coming in full stroke. You are a soldier of the army of the Russian Empire on the Eastern Front. Gusts of wind penetrate the desert landscape, sting your unprotected skin. You are wandering along a dirty trench, the rifle presses heavily on his hands. Suddenly a figure appears out of the darkness, her dar...Read more