I never thought that I would end up in the Imperial Army so soon, and even serve in it as an ordinary infantry Vanya. Apparently it is not in vain that they say that man proposes, but God disposes. And now, as part of the third company, a regiment still unknown to me, I found myself in the war. The Cursed Lands are ahead. From there the undead come. Behind is the Borderland. A new Wall is being hastily erected there, which will make it possible to eliminate the Breach of the creatures and once again cut off the Cursed Lands from the Empire. And in the middle we are, and the task of our company is as simple as a perpendicular - to prevent the creatures from breaking through our positions until the Wall is completed behind us.