It was the coldest day within living memory when the German forces managed to breach the defenses of Stalingrad on 6th of June 1943. They were advancing fast now, city after city they were reaching Moscow. But Stalin had an idea.
In the secret chamber next to Lenin's Mausoleum, a strange scientist called Mikhail Nikitin is working on a great invention. Funded by the Communist Party and known only by comrades Stalin and Kalinin, he has the freedom to carry out his rather ambitious scheme. But the Germans would soon be at the doors of Moscow, it was time to reveal the secret to rest of the Politburo.
Nine mysterious men sneaked into the Mausoleum in the middle of a night. The first thing they saw was a room full of electric appliances and devices.
Stalin: Mikhail! What are you doing? I told you to stay in your chamber and stay away of Lenin! What a sacrilege!
Mikhail: I am sorry comrade, but the room you gave me just wasn't... big enough... I could only fit the generators there.
Stalin: Never mind, we need to do this now.
Zhukov: Excuse me comrade, you still haven't let us know why you brought us all here... and couldn't this have waited till morning? You know I have difficulties to get sleep.
Stalin: I am sorry my friend, but this is urgent. Friends and comrades, I have brought you here as I have finally figured out how we can still win this crazy war. Let me represent you Mikhail Nikitin, the greatest inventor on earth. Thanks to him we can have a rematch with the Germans.
Molotov: And how on earth are you thinking to do that?
Stalin: We go back in time of course!
Deep silence.
Stalin: Nikitin has built a time machine! What a great hero he is.
Zhukov: Ok, let's assume this... thing works, how are we exactly supposed to beat the Germans if we can't do it now either?
Stalin: Ah! Glad you asked, simple: We go back to 1939, make a coup on, and betray Hitler before he has the chance to betray us!
Khrushchev: Wait... we're going to overthrow ourselves? Oh boy, I guess we can't just walk off can we?
Stalin: Of course you can, I heard it's very cozy in Siberia during winter. Now, I have bought us everything we need, some weapons, vodka and caviar. S gentlemen, let's roll.
The men sit on strange looking seats full of devices and wires all over them.
Lights start flashing and the whole Red Square trembles.
The Strain is too much for the Mausoleum causing half of it's roof to collapse cutting bunch wires and throwing poor Lenin's embalmed body on the lap of Molotov.
Zhukov: Aah! What is going on, I don't like this at all, we're...
Loud explosion is heard and then there was silence and darkness.
Kalinin: Awh... my head hurts... everyone OK?
Stalin: What a mess! And we took poor Lenin with us back in time, oh well.
Molotov: Wasn't my fault! He just... holy mother of Lenin! Is that.. you... comrade Stalin?
Stalin: Of course it is me, what's wrong with you?
Molotov: You... look so different.
Stalin takes out the pocket mirror he's always carrying with him.
Stalin: Oh my... I must have lost 30 years! Wait a minute... you all looks awfully lot younger, especially you Beria, you can't be much older than 16! But why am I wearing these ridiculous clothes...
Zhukov: You have ridiculous clothes? Hah! Could someone please explain why am I wearing full suit of armor on me?
Stalin: Something isn't right here... Nikitin, what is goin... oh damn it, the collapsing roof crushed the man. Zhukov, get out of these ruins and take a look around.
Zhukov: Why me?
Beria: You're the one wearing body armour.
Zhukov climbs out of the ruined Mausoleum. After a while he comes back inside.
Stalin: Well? Anything weird out there?
Zhukov: No, just... cows. Cows and forest.
Stalin: Cows? In the Red Square? And, eh, forest?
Zhukov: Forest and cows yes, but I don't think we're in the Red Square anymore.
Khrushchev: We're all doomed! We're lost in the middle of nowhere with silly clothes, two corpses and cows. *Sniff* At least we have vodka...
The people's heroes all climb out of the ruins to take a glance at the endless fields, forests and cows. In the horizon they see a city. It isn't big, but it looks somehow familiar. They take up everything they might need, rifles, food, vodka and the embalmed corpse of Lenin and head to the mysterious city.
The (awfully young) comrades:
1. Josif Stalin
2. Anastas Mikoyan
3. Mikhail Kalinin
4. Lazar Kaganovich
5. Nikita Khrushchev
6. Kliment Voroshilov
7. Georgy Zhukov
8. L. P. Beria
9. Vyacheslav Molotov
In the secret chamber next to Lenin's Mausoleum, a strange scientist called Mikhail Nikitin is working on a great invention. Funded by the Communist Party and known only by comrades Stalin and Kalinin, he has the freedom to carry out his rather ambitious scheme. But the Germans would soon be at the doors of Moscow, it was time to reveal the secret to rest of the Politburo.
Nine mysterious men sneaked into the Mausoleum in the middle of a night. The first thing they saw was a room full of electric appliances and devices.
Stalin: Mikhail! What are you doing? I told you to stay in your chamber and stay away of Lenin! What a sacrilege!
Mikhail: I am sorry comrade, but the room you gave me just wasn't... big enough... I could only fit the generators there.
Stalin: Never mind, we need to do this now.
Zhukov: Excuse me comrade, you still haven't let us know why you brought us all here... and couldn't this have waited till morning? You know I have difficulties to get sleep.
Stalin: I am sorry my friend, but this is urgent. Friends and comrades, I have brought you here as I have finally figured out how we can still win this crazy war. Let me represent you Mikhail Nikitin, the greatest inventor on earth. Thanks to him we can have a rematch with the Germans.
Molotov: And how on earth are you thinking to do that?
Stalin: We go back in time of course!
Deep silence.
Stalin: Nikitin has built a time machine! What a great hero he is.
Zhukov: Ok, let's assume this... thing works, how are we exactly supposed to beat the Germans if we can't do it now either?
Stalin: Ah! Glad you asked, simple: We go back to 1939, make a coup on, and betray Hitler before he has the chance to betray us!
Khrushchev: Wait... we're going to overthrow ourselves? Oh boy, I guess we can't just walk off can we?
Stalin: Of course you can, I heard it's very cozy in Siberia during winter. Now, I have bought us everything we need, some weapons, vodka and caviar. S gentlemen, let's roll.
The men sit on strange looking seats full of devices and wires all over them.
Lights start flashing and the whole Red Square trembles.
The Strain is too much for the Mausoleum causing half of it's roof to collapse cutting bunch wires and throwing poor Lenin's embalmed body on the lap of Molotov.
Zhukov: Aah! What is going on, I don't like this at all, we're...
Loud explosion is heard and then there was silence and darkness.
Kalinin: Awh... my head hurts... everyone OK?
Stalin: What a mess! And we took poor Lenin with us back in time, oh well.
Molotov: Wasn't my fault! He just... holy mother of Lenin! Is that.. you... comrade Stalin?
Stalin: Of course it is me, what's wrong with you?
Molotov: You... look so different.
Stalin takes out the pocket mirror he's always carrying with him.
Stalin: Oh my... I must have lost 30 years! Wait a minute... you all looks awfully lot younger, especially you Beria, you can't be much older than 16! But why am I wearing these ridiculous clothes...
Zhukov: You have ridiculous clothes? Hah! Could someone please explain why am I wearing full suit of armor on me?
Stalin: Something isn't right here... Nikitin, what is goin... oh damn it, the collapsing roof crushed the man. Zhukov, get out of these ruins and take a look around.
Zhukov: Why me?
Beria: You're the one wearing body armour.
Zhukov climbs out of the ruined Mausoleum. After a while he comes back inside.
Stalin: Well? Anything weird out there?
Zhukov: No, just... cows. Cows and forest.
Stalin: Cows? In the Red Square? And, eh, forest?
Zhukov: Forest and cows yes, but I don't think we're in the Red Square anymore.
Khrushchev: We're all doomed! We're lost in the middle of nowhere with silly clothes, two corpses and cows. *Sniff* At least we have vodka...
The people's heroes all climb out of the ruins to take a glance at the endless fields, forests and cows. In the horizon they see a city. It isn't big, but it looks somehow familiar. They take up everything they might need, rifles, food, vodka and the embalmed corpse of Lenin and head to the mysterious city.

The (awfully young) comrades:
1. Josif Stalin
2. Anastas Mikoyan
3. Mikhail Kalinin
4. Lazar Kaganovich
5. Nikita Khrushchev
6. Kliment Voroshilov
7. Georgy Zhukov
8. L. P. Beria
9. Vyacheslav Molotov
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