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Or, A 1983 Doomsday Tale Through a Nation's Eyes
Somewhere in Burgenland. 1983.
Sweating under the bulky combat overalls that formed his radiation suit, Switzerland wearily made his way towards a large, nondescript tent nestled away from the main encampment. And on such short notice too, he grunted to himself as he tried ignoring the weight of his equipment. In fact, much of it from his rifie to boots was still covered in grime and gunpowder. Though this place seems safe enough.
Yet even from here, the Nation’s ears sensed the familiar sounds of gunfire echoing in the distance over the haunting wind. While the sky itself had taken on a dreary, almost monotone grey even if it was only 2:00 PM. Glancing towards the still smouldering battlefield behind him, he already knew that this so-called invasion was over. Though the few remaining Soviet leaders kept making pleas to cease fire, it was clear the Austrians, albeit with Swiss