Greater Cantonian Republic
Snow Angel
1946.06.01 0000
Deserted Sino-Sovietic border in Siberia, Soviet Union
White snow fell from the black sky, landing on the deserted snowland in siberia. After the amphibious assault by US forces succeed to gain a bridgehead in Vladivostok, this once-deserted border base was in function again. However, the terrible road condition and the hostilie climate made this base only barely functional. Only 12 soldiers were in this base, and they merely felt the war. This night, after hours of heavy blizzards raging, the old generator stopped again.
"Ivan, the generator is not working again, go fill it." A soldiers said, after feeling the temperature in the room dropped.
"We have no oil in here now, Nikolay, go out and get some from the storage." Ivan looked into the room connected to the gatehouse and said.
"There are blizzards outside! How could I go out without being freezed?" Nikolay, another soldier complainted.
"Don't be so sissy, got some Vodka and grab the bucket!" Ivan said, handing a bottle of Vodka to Nikolay.
"Darn...... alright." Nikolay signed. He opened the bottle and drank some Vodka, then he opened the freezing iron gate towards outside. As soon as he was outside the room, the gate was closed firmly to prevent more cold air blew in.
"It's 5 minutes alright, Nikolay really got freezed?" After suffering minutes of cold, Ivan complainted and was shaking. Suddenly, knocking sounds were heard from the gate.
"Now he's back!" Ivan laughted, and opened the gate. However, as soon as the gate was opened, brute forces pushed the gate opened. With it several soldiers in soviet uniform and gas mask broke in.
"What the......" Before Ivan and other soldiers found out who the invaders were, leads were shot into their bodies, and made them became a cold meat due to the extremely low temperature.
"Team B check the base, team C go send message back to the commanders, team A follow me." one soldier kicked the body of Ivan and said. Dozens of soldiers rushed in and out the room.
After 15 minutes, several soviet artilleries were towed to the open ground of this base. Those soldiers were patrolling the base to prevent anyone coming in or out this base.
"Set up ready?" a soldier with high-ranking uniform asked another soldier, who was adjusting an artillery.
"Yes, sir." he responsed.
"Very well." officer answered, then he walked back to the base.
"Alright, countdown...... 5, 4, 3, 2......" he looked at his watch and counted.
As the same time he counted to 0, dozens of artilleries fire were heard from the base, and the whole base was shaking because of the heavy fire. At outside, the fires from the barrel of artilleries were glowing in darkness, look likes the wing of an angel. However, this would be the angel of death, as he delivers not the message of god, but death.