Sometimes wars start out casually. In broad daylight, men jump out of cars parked on an ordinary Moscow street and, without hesitating anyone, open heavy fire from machine guns. And at the same time they aim at a group of some nondescript short men in red bandanas, who have just shopped at the nearest McDonald's. Of course, panic immediately sets in, passers-by rush in all directions, and one of them suddenly turns over the table of a street cafe and takes cover behind it, clutching his backpack to his chest.And he does it right.After all unlike most of the townsfolk, Artyom knows well what will follow after all this. One of the reasons for the beginning of the war just lies in his backpack. The only thing Artyom doesn’t know is that in the Secret City, the losers start wars, but the heroes end them.He doesn’t know yet…