i imagine myself in aleppo, leading the 25th special mission forces division . our mission is to stop turkish dogs from advancing. we mow down turkish dogs but they keep coming. i shoot turkish dogs but i run out of ammo so i draw my sword and begin slaughtering hts, since the hts are way more psychially inferior to me, i slay them by dozens. then i get shot, but i didn't fall, i kept fighting. then shot again and again. turkish roches were shooting me from a distance like the cowards they are. i lie down, facing up to sky and i see hafez al assad (god) smiling at me, i smile back then i woke up, in russia, my homeland. my white brethren gave me a warm welcome. i finally made it, i finally made it into heaven..
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