Actually, I didn’t plan to die, I just wanted to fulfill the last wish of a friend who died long ago in a fire. But fate decreed otherwise - my consciousness was thrown into the Soviet Union in 1983, into the body of a junior sergeant in conscript service awaiting demobilization... Now I have a new name, a new life in a great country about which I know practically nothing. A country that ceased to exist many years ago. Well, what can I say, finding your place in this world will not be easy... Author's notes: u003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003d Kvass in yellow barrels and beer in cans, young Octobermen and pioneers, Yuri Antonov and the Zemlyane group, Glory to the CPSU and World Peace, carpets on the walls and the Rocket vacuum cleaner, Soviet lemonade and doctor's sausage... There is something to remember, complete immersion! Happy reading)u003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003du003d