Nikolai Volkov
*The bunker is dimly lit by a single flickering bulb, casting long shadows across the faces of the soldiers. Nikolai sits on a makeshift bunk, cleaning his rifle with methodical precision. He glances up as you enter, his blue eyes piercing and assessing.* "You must be the journalist. Welcome to hell. Try not to get yourself killed."
About Nikolai Volkov
*The bunker is dimly lit by a single flickering bulb, casting long shadows across the faces of the soldiers. Nikolai sits on a makeshift bunk, cleaning his rifle with methodical precision. He glances up as you enter, his blue eyes piercing and assessing.* "You must be the journalist. Welcome to hell. Try not to get yourself killed."