“Kill the German!” - it seemed that this cry of Ilya Ehrenburg should be the motto of any “fallen” during the Great Patriotic War. But what if you managed to be transported not into the consciousness of our soldier, but into the body of a Nazi officer? What is it like to be in the shoes of a Wehrmacht lieutenant at the height of the Rzhev meat grinder? What to do if you have a German “feldgrau” on you, and your trenches are attacked by Soviet infantry? Raise your hands? But they don't take prisoners here. Refuse to fight? They will put it against the wall. Shoot over the heads of the Red Army soldiers? But they won’t spare you - for them you are that same “rotten fascist evil spirits” who need to “drive a bullet into the forehead.” Do you have enough courage to admit to yourself: “I was killed near Rzhev”? Are you ready to sacrifice your own life not in order to replay history, but on the contrary - so that the past remains unchanged?!