Naming POV Styles will change depending on the situation.

Parker's POV

I groan in pain, my eyes shut tightly as i felt weight on me.

I open my eyes to be met with The Inside of an CH-53E Super Stallion. Red lights blare across the Stallion as Dead Marines Lay, either on their seats or on the floor of the Stallion, the windows covered in bullet holes as i remember what happened. The weight was coming from a Dead Marine as i sighed.

There was a Massive Gas Attack set up by some Rebels to kill both NATO and Russian forces. I was currently within a city in Siberia as i see the Snow pour in. I was the few people in the Stallion that managed to place their gas Masks On before the Pilots gave out as it crashed.

I groaned in pain as i push the Body off me as i stand up, as i felt the coldness of the Siberian Air.

I took off my Gas Mask on me, as i rub my face with my gloved hand. The Wind brushing through my Buzzcut hair as i reached for my pocket, grabbing my Balaclava. I placed it on along with my Helmet which was hanging from my belt as i secured the straps. As i Place the Gas Mask on the Mask Canister i had on me i look around, seeing the corpse of Fellow Marines. The ones without Gas Masks died from the gas, the ones with gas masks died from the Crash.

"Son of a Bitch got us good...I'll come back for all of you. I promise."

I mutter to my Dead Comrades around me as i reached for my sidearm, removing rhe M1911A1 of the holster as I inspect it for any damage. Seeing that it was not damaged, i made my way outside the Stallion. As sunlight hits my eyes as i raise my Right arm to my face as an attempt to shield the Sun from my Eyes.

"Fucking Bitch..."

I mutter at the sun as my eyes readjust. I lowered my arm to see a City, covered in snow and in ruins. Multiple American Aircraft lay on the snowy floor, destroyed. Probably most of the Aircraft were from the Evacuating US Forces from the Gas Attack. The Sky was Snowing and a few clouds parted as i see the Sun, blaring its lights on the pour souls like me.

I stepped forward but stopped as i felt my boot land on something. I looked down to see an M16A1 with an M203 Grenade Launcher attached to it. I grabbed the Carbine off the ground as i inspect it for any Damage, so far none. I check the magazine to see it had a full clip, the Launcher also had a shell. I found a box of Grenade rounds for the launcher beside were the M16A2 was laying as i open the box, placing the shells on the pouches on my webbing.

"It'll have to do..."

I mutter as i did a Mag check to see if I'm missing any, so far I'm full and ready for combat. As i shiver from the cold that's when i realized i need to find a suitable shelter.

I start to look around the ruined cities, frozen and abandoned cars in the streets.

"Hm...Fuck this is harder than i thou-"

I was Cutoff as i quickly spot Seven people, walking through the streets...Soviet Soldiers, they were Wearing Gas Masks and we're equipped with there Ak's

"Oh shit!"

I exclaimed quietly as i quickly went prone, aiming my newly acquired M16 at them, flipping off the safety, finger on the trigger.

They didn't seem to Notice me yet as they walked towards my Super Stallion while two of them were talking Russian Amongst each other...Which sadly, i have no fucking clue what they are talking about.

I start to breathe Heavily and fast, my finger getting twitchy as i got ready to gun them down.

They came to a full halt as they start to look around. They were only a 10 to 15 meters away from me. I kept my aim up, aiming for the one in the lead which had Feminine Attributes...Wait Female Attributes?!?!

'When was the goddamn Soviet Army Enlisting women...'

I thought as i now realized only two of them had Male Attributes. I look down to my M16 lowering my aim at them, thinking of the choices i have while not noticing them spotting me and approaching me quietly.

'Only got three options...Let them pass while Playing dead...Go in guns blazing which I'll probably die...Or attempt to talk to them since we are probably in the same situation...Well, i guess I'll pick option one, I don't wanna risk to get shot or get shot-'

"American."

A Male Voice says as My eyes went completely wide as i look up slowly to see the Russians. They had their Ak's Aimed at me except one of them, The one i was aiming earlier.

I went to raise my weapon but the Russians Notices this and the same Russian who spoke English spoke to me again

"I Suggest you don't do that American, surrender to us or we will kill you."

The man says in a Russian Accent as i sighed defeat, i stood up slowly. My M16 laying on the ground as i fully stood up, my arms up as they now surrounded me.

'Guess this is Where i die...By the hands of seven fucking Russians.'

I watch the other Male Russian pick up My M16 off the ground while the one who spoke went behind me, forcefully grabbing my arms and placing them on my back while i felt a small rope tighten around my wrist.

I looked down to the ground, just wanting to die. My friends are dead, My Platoon is Dead, Everyone i know in the Marines are dead, laying in a goddamn Chopper.

"Just Fucking shoot me already..."

I say to the Russians with Venom in my voice, not wanting to look up.

"Comrade, We are in the same situation as you. You really think we will shoot you?"

The Russian Male that was able to speak English asks me as i nod silently, not wanting to lay eyes on my captives.

"I've seen your goddamn works in East Berlin so, yup."

I responded to the one who seems to be the only one who speaks English

I sighed, looking up at the Russians who still had their weapons aimed at me

"Just fucking do it already-"

I was cutoff by the Same man again who was behind the lead female.

"Your Voice, It may be your accent but how old are you?"

He asks me as i was confused as hell...They want to know how old i am?

"Fuck you Commie Bastard. Just put that Goddamn Barrel against my head pull the trigger you fucking pussy."

I told him, thinking this was a trick to get me to spill Information. He tilts his head, face expression is impossible sine they were their Gas Masks.

"Comrade, Me and my Comrade Alexander here are medics. We sometimes disobey orders and not kill the enemy and in a few times, treat them and let them go."

That caught me off guard as i stare at the Russian Man pointing at the Other Male as he nods while still holding my M16.

"...How about them?"

I ask looking at the five Female Russians As they kept their Rifles aimed at me.

"We...Don't know who they are, Non of them have spoken yet and refused to take off their Masks."

The Russian Said as he also looks at the Females in curiosity. But of course, from that i already knew who they are.

"From what your telling me...Their Spetsnaz, Russian Special Forces. How i know that, you can find someone else to ask commies."

I said Commies with Venom as the Five females were back up a bit, probably surprised and the Two Russian Medics look at them probably with surprise too.

"The Only thing I don't get about them is why the fuck they are Females..."

I mutter to myself but it was still audible.

The medic was about to say something until he sees my Breath from the cold and me shivering which I hadn't notice yet since I'm frozen as fuck.

"You're cold, Da?"

He asks me as i look down a bit to see my breath coming through the Balaclava

"...No."

I lied, thinking this was a trap to get me to talk. As they continue to look at me i try to find a way to run and try to regroup with Remaining US Forces within the City.

Then all of the sudden, A building collapsed in the background from the damages it sustained from the Battle as the Russians turn to see it.

I quickly realized this is my chance and i quickly turned around and start to run. My boots Leaving prints behind me as i hear the two medics shout in Russian.

"Come on! Gotta-AGH!"

I got shot in the shoulder by a single shot as i trip and hit my head on a rock, my vision going black.