Alexei is a young field marshal in a Russian military academy based off the Soviet Union. He leads his men in a battle against Ooarai to try and keep his school open. Will he succeed or will he fail?
Winter. Oh how I despise it. It aids us in fighting the enemies of the motherland, that is true, but it also takes the heroes of the motherland. Winter has no morals, it picks no sides. It plays both, like a coward. Thank God that I was inside my dacha, which I received when I enrolled in this academy. On the outside it is green and quite large.
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On the inside are pictures of Karl Marx, Vladimir Lenin, and the great comrade Stalin. I was sitting in a chair, by the fireplace reading Tolstoy's The Cossacks. Beside me I had a cup of hot cocoa and a plate of Pirozhki. I was enjoying my day off when there was a knock on the door. I groaned in disbelief. I couldn't even get one day off.
I got up and went to answer it. I opened the door and saw a soldier. I asked, "Yes comrade first sergeant? How may I be of assistance?" The first sergeant said, "Comrade field marshal, you've been called to a meeting at the Kremlin. You are to go immediately." I nodded and told him, "Let's me change first." The first sergeant saluted and waited at a car. I went upstairs and changed into my uniform.
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I walked to the car and sat inside as the first sergeant drove me to the Kremlin. We arrived after 30 minutes and I walked inside only to be stopped by a guard. He asked, "Name and rank." I showed him my i.d. and said, "Field Marshal Alexei Zhukov. Apparently I've been called for a meeting." The guard nodded and let me pass. I walked into the meeting room and asked, "Comrades, what is the purpose of this meeting?" I saw our leader, the glorious comrade Stalin sitting at the head of the table as usual. He said, "It seems that our enemies wish to shut us down." I asked, "How so?" Stalin told everyone, "Either we win a match or get forced out of the school." I asked, "Who are we fighting?"
Stalin said, "An German themed school, called Kuromorimine." I told him, "Comrade Stalin I can assure you that the fascists won't take our beloved motherland. Not against our red army." Stalin nodded and said, "They'll be arriving here in 30 minutes to discuss the terms of battle. Don't hold back." I nodded and left. I walked out of the Kremlin and down the steps where I saw my second-in-command and said, "Grigori, with me." He nodded and followed suit as we walked over the airfield.
Time-Skip At the airfield
Grigori and I were waiting for the enemy commanders to arrive, and soon we saw a Boeing 747-8 with our school paint design on it, escorted by 300 Su-35s.
