It was not for nothing that the Great Patriotic War was called the Holy War. Front-line soldiers know: once you look into the eyes of death, it is difficult to remain a materialist. In the crucible of war, when the gates to Heaven and Hell are wide open, and reality and miracle form incredible alloys, your every shot echoes in Eternity, the fallen stand shoulder to shoulder with the living, behind the grins of the SS “dead heads” and the spider legs of the swastika, unearthly Evil swirls , and the fiery tracks of the Katyushas are like a divine sword, cutting a path for the Light. The sky rests on your shoulders, soldier. And the Sun rises only because the Russian infantry, bleeding, is rushing to the West and the tracks of our tanks are rotating the Earth... The most unexpected, most amazing and vivid novel about the Great Patriotic War! More than "military prose". More than combat fantasy. An amazing fusion of cruel “trench truth” and Slavic mysticism. MAGICAL REALISM WWII.