The Zombie War

Unravel the most fearsome soviet experiment between 1962 to 1986.

Chapter 0: Prologue
Thursday, November 15, 1962 - The Soviets dream of a thousand-year-union, but in reality, they are defeated. Dead, depending on who you'd ask. Their war machine shattered in Paris, but their regime still goes on, desperate to snatch victory from the jaws of defeat. To do this, a special battalion of Spetsnaz troops scoured the globe for supernatural means to win the war. My name is Corporal Pyotr Ivanovich, and I was commanded by the evilest person in all of the Motherland.

Supreme Commissar Kolya Petrovich. It was he who snatched me from my village in Minsk, and forced me to do his dirty work for i, in order to ensure Mother Russia's ultimate victory. Kolya gathered experts across the motherland - archeologists, explorers, historians, me. And forced us to go wherever he pleased. India, The Himalayas, Japan, Australia, Panama. He found nothing, and more he found nothing, the more desperate he got. The Western Alliance that was NATO was nearing close to the union, and Kolya almost gave up. But one discovery in Romania changed everything. A sacred Altair, and an deranged military commander, mix them together, and you have the perfect recipe for disaster.

The Altair of the Forsaken. When we were about to collect it, a priest came up to me and told me to destroy the Altair. "You don't know what evils your about to unleash!" He whispered "The world will be lost due to your master's arrogance". His pleads feel to deaf ears, my ears.. This Soviet attempt to change the course of the conflict, somehow managed to weaken the barrier between this World & the other... The forces of what's the Altair of the Forsaken kept were unleashed... Many miles away, all of our Altair's, activated against our wish. I told the Supreme Commissar a million times to end the project.

But ancient evils had gotten to him, whispering him a promise of power. His ego, of course accepted, and he lost control of his body, effectively, turning into their female dog. He now has the power to raise the dead, and restore the Motherland's lost territory. All of the troops he will ever require will now be no longer of importance, let alone their grieving families. They lie dead on the Western Front. To stop his unholy army, I need allies. Or elsewhere, he will damn us all.

Chapter 1: Der Anfang
Sunday, February 24th, 1963 - Finding allies in this hell is unlikely. But in the crucial test of this war against zombies, i've found 3 unspecified soldiers, sent into Russia to investigate stories of "Undead Demons". The Americans sent "Nuke" Daniel, The British sent Helen Park, The Germans sent in Ingo Beck. And I was from Minsk. "I know you, your that military commander who unleashed this mess!" Yelled Daniel. "Listen here, fellow comrade, I'm against their devilish attitude". I tell them. "OK, I trust you, for now..." I took them to my base. Once they were all sleeping, I went upstairs, and saw over the city of Volgograd. That city has seen better days.. This is Pyotor Ivanovich, i'll see you sooner

Tuesday, February 26th, 1963 - Pyotor here. Sereval barriers between this world & the other have somehow opened. I believe Kolya used them to communicate with the other world. So i'm working with my newly found allies to take them all down. Through these portals lie all we require, but we must take it. There are five portals, the first one leads to an N.A.T.O Base in Tromsø, Norway. That's where we went first. When we went there, the air was just... weird.. It felt like we had entered another dimension.