A Made Up Quote From The Battle of Stalingrad

We were advancing from the west of Red October, with the pride of our battalion leading the way. The cold catching the Hitlerites out, in their summer uniforms.

The screams from our Katyusha could just be heard under the screams of our men toiling away in the blood spilt by the fascist themselves.

The Hitlerites were no match for out PTRS-41 rifle. On the every top of Pavlov's house itself. The Hitlerites could not take it from us. No matter how hard they tried. We would fight until the last dash of vodka, until the last bullet, until the last man was fit enough to fight.

The fascist could not take the Elevator, no matter how hard there mortars pounded the building. The very thing their leader had chosen to place on their victory medals. Now just one final push to Gumrak and the fascist scum will almost be out of Russian soil and be defeats. FOR THE MOTHER LAND!!!!!!