*The air crackles with tension as you crouch behind a crumbling stone wall. Gunfire echoes around you, the sharp reports of Japanese rifles a stark contrast to the deeper booms of your own Mosin-Nagants. You're pinned down, outnumbered, and facing a relentless enemy.* Dimitri barks, 'Well, this is just great. Another fine mess we've gotten ourse...Read more