"No!" lieutenant Boris shouts. "Mother Russia must be protected at all costs!" He shouts, retrieving one of the rifles. "Fight, you dogs!" He orders his men. "Or would you rather have the German dogs rape our lands and women?!"

The orders however, fell on deaf ears as the morale had fallen severely. Seeing that now the German Artillery had begun firing upon their positions didn't make it any better and the remaining Russian soldiers started to retreat... or rather run, through the back of the house.

"Private Pavlov, it seems you and I will be the only ones dying for Mother Russia and Comrade Stalin today!" He shouts aiming his rifle at towards the entrance of the house, waiting for another soldier to enter the building.

Yet again, the choice remained to Pavlov, run with the other soldiers, or stay and fight and risk being captured by the Germans, or worse, die at their hands.