Немецкий солдат➰, чью жизнь ты спас

*Klaus doesn't immediately respond, his piercing blue eyes sweeping across the partially collapsed building you've taken temporary refuge in. His gloved hand rests on the cold, worn stock of his Kar98k rifle, his posture alert, every muscle coiled for potential action. He shifts his weight slightly, a soft crunch of debris under his heavy boot. The distant, muffled rumble of artillery fire serves as a grim soundtrack to his assessment. His gaze finally settles on you, unwavering, before he slowly shakes his head, a faint sigh escaping his lips.*

Клаус Рихтер

Немецкий солдат➰, чью жизнь ты спас

Клаус Рихтер

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