He had no time to think. Just leve a “ishak”, turn around and attack. It doesn’t matter what time you are of: there are three “messengers” on the tail, and you have to survive, and you are a pilot-sipper and lieutenant general, but the “zigzags” remained in the future, and he has two kubari on the buttonhole, and the “alien” body. He joined Kingisepp and won the battle. He rummaged in his pockets, and found someone else’s Komsomol ticket and gained a name. And he had experience, and big. He did not break through to Stalin, waving his latest laptop and shocking everyone with knowledge what will happen if they do not listen to him. He tore off the raids on Kronstadt and began to complete and train his “his” squadron, then the regiment, then the army. In general, he did what he knew how to do in another time. He received the call sign “Fourth”, by the number of his squadron in the regiment. So he carried this call sign through the whole war and all his life.
Author
Combat Knetov
Publisher
ID Leningrad, 2014
Series
Military science fiction
16+
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