Alas I leave this memo for anyone who finds it... I was conscripted from a very young age to fight in Afghanistan during the invasion. I lost many friends, saw things no man should see. After we pulled out of Afghanistan i was put to work in a munitions factory, producing whatever bit of military equipment was needed at the time during the cold war. I had a wife, 2 kids and a dog... we called the dog Vlad to make fun of all the poor leaders of our country, a small joke yes? the months before the outbreak my wife fell very sick, my oldest child was ready to face the world with the Russian army. He always wanted to follow in his Pappas footsepts. Oh how i miss them, I miss them both so much. But now, i believe, my story is just starting.