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naerianu
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Far off automatic gunfire, the smell of gunpowder and smoke wafting through the air. These were the things most people were waking up to in Russia now adays, despite the ruined landscape. Jera was asleep in her tent, multiple blankets ontop of her already clothed body, it was getting colder with the approach of winter, and that always meant tighter restrictions on rations and supplies. Despite this, the soldiers who continued to fight preferred it over trying to make it in the ruined world alone, even if it meant a quicker death.
Opening her eyes slowly, she took a deep breath and began to cough, "S-Shit.." She could smell the gunpowder and smoke through the gas mask, her filter was done.. Quickly rumaging through a faded army green bag near by she pulled out a new filter, tearing it out of its sealed package and quickly replacing the used up on. Taking a few deep breaths she sighed, how long had she been inhaling the contaminated air in her sleep?..
Grabbing her Famas, she crawled out of the tent and looked towards the sky, grey and cloudy like usual.. The nuclear war hadnt just ruined the ground, the atmosphere had been in a state of constant overcast, and even when it rained, the rain would burn exposed skin. This was what the world had become, a mostly barren radioactive wasteland. It wouldn't have been so bad if it was just the bombs, but the fact they targeted nuclear power plants ensured the meltdowns would spread a much longer lasting radioactivity around the globe.
Most had adapted, as long as they had enough filters.. The few decontaminated places were so overcrowded and full of violence it seemed a toss up to either seek them out, or continue fighting a war that was long over. Even the sides werent so clearly defined. Sure the two major countries had been America and Russia, but nationality didnt mean as much anymore.
Jera herself was half Japanese and Russian, but the forces she had remained with had found itself bringing on Americans, Russians, anyone and everyone. It wasnt about whose country was better anymore, it had simply become about feeling superior in a savage world. It seemed humanity was still bent on total destruction, they had not learned.
Opening her eyes slowly, she took a deep breath and began to cough, "S-Shit.." She could smell the gunpowder and smoke through the gas mask, her filter was done.. Quickly rumaging through a faded army green bag near by she pulled out a new filter, tearing it out of its sealed package and quickly replacing the used up on. Taking a few deep breaths she sighed, how long had she been inhaling the contaminated air in her sleep?..
Grabbing her Famas, she crawled out of the tent and looked towards the sky, grey and cloudy like usual.. The nuclear war hadnt just ruined the ground, the atmosphere had been in a state of constant overcast, and even when it rained, the rain would burn exposed skin. This was what the world had become, a mostly barren radioactive wasteland. It wouldn't have been so bad if it was just the bombs, but the fact they targeted nuclear power plants ensured the meltdowns would spread a much longer lasting radioactivity around the globe.
Most had adapted, as long as they had enough filters.. The few decontaminated places were so overcrowded and full of violence it seemed a toss up to either seek them out, or continue fighting a war that was long over. Even the sides werent so clearly defined. Sure the two major countries had been America and Russia, but nationality didnt mean as much anymore.
Jera herself was half Japanese and Russian, but the forces she had remained with had found itself bringing on Americans, Russians, anyone and everyone. It wasnt about whose country was better anymore, it had simply become about feeling superior in a savage world. It seemed humanity was still bent on total destruction, they had not learned.
