It was a cold morning, the sun was barely visible, the temperature was negative, the nuclear winter affected even more the dire situation.

Three ships are docked, they are the part of what was called Pacific Fleet.

Admiral Chabanenko, Pyotr Veliky and Kursk were sent from Murmansk to reinforce the fleet but it was too late.

The city was devastated, by constant bombardment, only the bunkers survived.

Nikolai Anatolyevich Yevmenov, Aleksandr Viktorovich Vitko, Vladimir Lvovich Kasatonov were now preparing one last mission for the Pacific Fleet.

Nikolai: Comrades our situation is dire, our navy is crippled, the army is weakened and the air force is gone.

Only the Ural industrial sector is working at maximum capacity, but is not enough to hold our great country, we all now this is the end of the end.

We used all nuclear arsenal, but with no avail the sirens are unstoppable.

Aleksandr: Yes... Comrade Nikolai the will of the people died, that flame that was keeping the motherland alive is fading away sooner will fall in chaos like the minor powers.

Vladimir: I wonder what it will happen with this world?

Nikolai: Now is not the time to be emotional, is time to send one last order to the Pacific Fleet with it's flagship Admiral Chabanenko.

Vladimir: The time has come for our fleet to cooperate with Japan and America to buy us some time to prepare the Siberian defense...

Aleksandr: Every minute means two rockets being transported to AA, tanks , ammo and men being prepared. This battle is very decisive for our motherland.

Nikolai: You know very well our situation,now send the orders.

The three old men, calls the commander of the Pacific Fleet

Sergei Iosifovich Avakyants.

The call begins.

Sergei Iosifovich Avakyants: Commander of the Pacific Fleet

Sergei Iosifovich Avakyants, reporting comrade Nikolai!

Nikolai: You can commence the red star, Comrade Sergei.

With some tears in their eyes, says good bye.

Nikolai: Comrades, this were the last orders for the Pacific Fleet... And is officially gone. Thank for your sacrifice Admiral Chabanenko, Kursk and Pyotr Veliky, we, no the motherland and it's people will never forget your sacrifice, good luck.

They salute and leaves the room.

Three children were admiring the three ships, they were very happy to see them.

Child 1: I will be the Captain of that ship! *pointing at Chabanenko*

Child 2: Then I will take the big one! *pointing at Pyotr Veliky*

Child 3: I will take the submarine and destroy the evil sirens!

Chabanenko felt somehow happy, even if he was never able to see the land.

The ships have souls and talk directly with their minds.

Pyotr: Feeling happy comrade?

Chabanenko: Yes, it makes me happy that I must sacrifice myself for this little comrades, but it makes me sad if they are able to even get the chance to see the sea anymore...

Kursk: The sea, is wonderful isn't it? Do you remember anything before this war?

Chabanenko: I remember me and Pyotr having fun with the German navy...

Pyotr: The Royal Navy send two submarines, to stop us.

Chabanenko: Submarines?! More like corals for me, I had my RBU's ready.

Pyotr: I almost fired at Poland...

Kursk: . . . You did that while I was being repaired . . . because the siren scum made my torpedo room explode.

Pyotr: You were very, VERY VERY lucky, comrade! Your reactor didn't explode, and you were recovered.

Kursk: But I remember taking my revenge, on that ship, I made it food for the nuclear fish.

Chabanenko: That was after the First Grand Battle...

Pyotr: I was defending the Ireland...

Chabanenko: That battle . . .

Flashback

Guns were firing, airplanes were fighting in the air, submarines launching torpedoes...

American CV's reactors exploding, Zumwalt, Queen Elizabeth sinking, his hull full with holes and slowly taking water, multiple fires burning.

And the death of his comrades, one by one exploding, from one piece became two, ammo magazines exploding.

It was too late when I came, just wrecks everywhere, and their laughs THEIR EVIL LAUGHS!!! I fired my rockets destroying just a mere battleship!

Anger, hate, killing everything I MUST DESTROY!

Pytor: COMRADE! HELLO? Blyat? What happend?

Kursk: He was exposed at too much capitalism during the Grand Battle, he needs some hardbass.

Chabanenko: Hardbass?!

Kursk: See...

Pyotr: Chabanenko are you alright? You never told us about the FGSB (First Grand Sea Battle)

Chabanenko: The what?!

Kursk: A blyat here we go again.

Pyotr: Chabanenko is not good to die with regrets.

Chabanenko: Regrets?! I don't have I serve the motherland!

Kursk: I think he saw something terrifying...

Pyotr: Indeed.

Meanwhile the commander came himself, to the tree ships, and saw the kids too making ships from snow....

Sergei: Comrades, this ships are leaving, can you say good bye...

All three kids: Will they return?!

Sergei: *one tear comingb from his eye* Yes... They will fight with all their glory and return to their places where they can rest...

Kursk: Anyways I restarted the Soviet Union

Chabanenko: I eat Polska!

Pytor: Rush-B, from Berlin!

The three ships laughs, untile the commander started speaking.

Sergei: Comrades, the high-command gave us the order to begin plan red star... You are gonna meet Japanese and American fleet at Pearl Harbor.

You order to not fight or pick up a fight with our allies, and remember every minute counts! MAKE THE MOTHERLAND HONOR YOU,!

Chabanenko/Kursk/Pytor: *horns*

The ships slowly departs from the dock, and move to the exit of the port, small boats with the red flag is leading them towards the icy sea.

Chabanenko: Once again on seas...

Pyotr: Take a good look comrades this is the last time when we are seeing Vladivostok.

The ships are escorted by PT-boats with soldiers saluting them and holding the flag.

Kursk: Soo many honors I saw when I was launched.

Chabanenko: Well make sure you enjoy it...

Pyotr: I want to drink vodka Soo bad! T_T

Kursk: Why you must say that now?!

Chabanenko: We need vodka!

Pyotr/Kursk: Da!

Pyotr: But with what mouth we are gonna drink it?

Kursk: Fuel tank for Chabanenko and for us coolant for reactors.

Chabanenko: Good Idea comrade!

Soon the PT boats leaves and return to the port while the ships continue their sail.

Chabanenko:

Over the country wave the banners

Of the twenty-seven heroic years.

Sun-lit were the past glorious battles

Your whole path is sung in our songs.

Kursk: Invincible and legendary,

In battle, who experienced the joy of victories -

You dear beloved, native army

Our Motherland sends this song - hello!

The Motherland sends you a song - hello!

Pytor: You were born under the scarlet banner

In that vicious year of 1918.

You have always crushed your enemies,

You will defeat the fascist too.

Chabanenko: Leningrad, we defended in battle,

And we defended our native Stalingrad.

With Stalin leading the offensive,

Our tanks are smashing the fascistz!

Kursk:

We will win with our untold strength,

With the genius of Stalin leading us into battle.

Our army is immortal in battle,

Immortal like the Soviet people.

The sang with their metallic hearts, and souls, with hope that they will fight with glory to protect .

That's the only thing they had left besides each other, their biggest brother Admiral Kutznetsov was sunk in the FGSB.

But deep inside them they are angry, upset thirsty for revenge, but crying too.

It was sad to fight without their brothers and comrades, but they know they are being watched by them and soon they will join them.

The sea was silent, no Japanese nor American signal detected, the sea had chunks of ice, the further they go more chunks of ice appears.

Chabanenko: Is getting difficult wasn't Pacific heated by those volcanoes?

Pytor: The nuclear winter it's destroying everything.

Kursk: We threw everything at them, and yet we didn't stopped the sirens...

Chabanenko: We destroyed Soo many Sirens that I can't remember the amount, you destroy one two more come and so on.

Pytor: I think they copied tactic!

Kursk: Sentence:

Chabanenko: I think we will need more gulags from them, but where to put them.

Pyotr:

Kursky: European Union?

Chabanenko: European Russia.

It started snowing.

The visibility decreased significantly, they had to use instruments and Pytor helicopters to move safely.

Chabanenko: Comrade Kursk, can you dive? And tell us what is going on?

Kursk: Da! CRASH DIVE!

Kursk dived into depths, he used his sensors to see.

Ping . . . Nothing . . . Ping . . . Nothing . . . Ping . . .Ping . . . Something . . . Ping . . . Ping . . . Again something . . .

I must go further.

Kursky slowly moved forward, at 250 m depth to make sure is safe.

There is something . . . Ping . Ping . Ping

I have been spotted?!

An unknown ship passes above.

No depth charges?

I must announce my comrades.

I will fire a signal torpedo.

A torpedo is launched, it goes straight for the surface water connected via a cable and Kursk starts sending via Morse code.

Unknown ship detected, I repeat unknown ship detected, current bearing 031, speed 23 knots, no other signals detected

..- -. -.- -. --- .-- -. / ... .... .. .--. / -.. . - . -.-. - . -.. --..-- / .. / .-. . .--. . .- - / ..- -. -.- -. --- .-- -. / ... .... .. .--. / -.. . - . -.-. - . -.. --..-- / -.-. ..- .-. .-. . -. - / -... . .- .-. .. -. --. / ----- ...-- .---- --..-- / ... .--. . . -.. / ..--- ...-- / -.- -. --- - ... --..-- / -. --- / --- - .... . .-. / ... .. --. -. .- .-.. ... / -.. . - . -.-. - . -..

At Chabanenko

Chabanenko: I received something from Kursk's morse code via signal torpedo.

Pyotr: Sirens?!

Chabanenko: Unknown ship detected, I repeat unknown ship detected, current bearing 031, speed 23 knots, no other signals detected.

Pytor: Higher siren class?

Chabanenko: No, but I will tell Kursk to try to designate it and even take a photo, with extreme caution.

Pytor: Da.

Chabanenko: Tail the unknown ship, try to designate it and even take a photo, EXTREME CAUTION! I repeat EXTREME CAUTION!

At Kursk

- .- .. .-.. / - .... . / ..- -. -.- -. --- .-- -. / ... .... .. .--. --..-- / - .-. -.-- / - --- / -.. . ... .. --. -. .- - . / .. - / .- -. -.. / . ...- . -. / - .- -.- . / .- / .--. .... --- - --- --..-- / . -..- - .-. . -- . / -.-. .- ..- - .. --- -. -.-.-- / .. / .-. . .--. . .- - / . -..- - .-. . -- . / -.-. .- ..- - .. --- -. -.-.--

Tail the unknown ship, try to designate it and even take a photo, EXTREME CAUTION! I repeat EXTREME CAUTION!

-.-. --- .--. -.-- / - .... .- -

Copy that.

Kursk starts tailing the unknown ship.

Slowly going up, soon he reached 25 m and used his periscope.

A shadow could be seen...

Come on I need more,

Suddenly it disappears. . .

!!!!!

What in the name of mighty Stalinism?!

Ping . . . Nothing . . . Ping . . . Nothing . . . Ping . . . Nothing . . . Ping . . . Nothing

.. / .-.. --- ... - / - .... . / ... .... .. .--. --..-- / .. / .-. . .--. . .- - / .. / .-.. --- ... - / - .... . / ... .... .. .--. .-.-.- / .-. . - ..- .-. -. .. -. --. / -... .- -.-. -.- -.-.--

At Chabanenko

Chabanenko : I LOST THE SHIP, I REPEAT I LOST THE SHIP.

RETURNING BACK!

Chabanenko and Pytor: !!!!!

They mobilised themselves, Chabanenko is now in front of Pytor to use his forward gun and rockets while Pytor will use his back gun and vertical rockets.

Chabanenko: Do you see something?!

Pytor: Other than you and fog nothing.

Soon Kursk arrived, he surfaced without telling.

Kursk: I'm back com-!

Both ships had their guns on the poor Kursk.

Chabanenko: You scared us!

Kursk: Doesn't matter what matters is that ship.

Pytor: I wish it wasn't this snowy in the middle of pacific.

Kursk: It came after us, it really doesn't want it's favourite ships to sink right?

A snow storm is under way, the visibility is zero.

Pytor: I don't want to activate my spotlights, but I cant see my damn vertical rockets.

Chabanenko: BLYAT! Is like Siberia in the middle of the winter . . .

Kursk: I suggest using some chains to not get lost.

Pytor and Chabanenko accepted, and used their chains to chain themselves, in order to not get lost into the storm.

Days and nights passed the storm was hitting harder and harder, ice chunks are icebergs, Chabanenko had to shot some icebergs to not enter in them, but somehow the manage to arrive at their destination.

Chabanenko: Finally we arrived at Pearl Har-!!! IS BURNING!

Pytor: What did we lost!

Kursk: We arrived too late . . .

A deathly silent fell, most of the port was destroyed ship recks were all around, american and Japanese flags burning, blood.

Pytor: Death, only death and suffering, this evil beings Sirens made this planet hell and chaos.

Kursky: . . .

They were staying there, in the freezing temperature, in the freezing death...

Did they failed their mission? Did they disgraced the motherland?

Chabanenko: May you rest in peace, we are sorry we didn't arrived at time. The fight is not over yet, WE WILL CONTINUE FIGHTING! We are gonna go back and defend Vladivostok!

A little spark is enough to ignite the fire, of fight and revenge.

Chabanenko: The ships turned around, but soon they Kursk detected something.

Kursk: Contact bearing 091, speed 45 knots

Another contact 090, speed 45 knots

Multi contacts form 080 to 095

Pytor: Comrades, it will be my pleasure serving the motherland together.

Chabanenko: Indeed comrade.

Kursk: Whatever it happens we fought for the motherland.

Chabanenko: Comrades, prepare the flares and don't be shy with choosing the target, as long at is purple is the enemy. At my signal fire all flares.

The unknown ships, were soon identified as sirens because of their specific purple light which could be seen into the snow storm.

Chabanenko: Flares are launched, the battle begins.

Chabanenko and Pytor attacked with delay, their rockets flew straight into the Sirens, devastating them.

Chabanenko: Comrades watch your backs we are gonna get soon encircled a-

Pytor: And it will be a way back right?

Kursk: We die here fighting, don't remember every minute counts.

Chabanenko smirks, and fire his AK-120, together with his torpedoes, Kursk finished launching his rockets and started using his torpedoes.

The more they destroyed the more came, stronger and better armored, like an horde of zombies.

Pytor: OUT OF AMMO! Goin AK-120!

Chabanenko: Only 2 torpedoes left, Kurs-!

Kursk was now two pieces, it has been cut into two pieces, it was melting . . . slowly sinking.

Pytor: BRACE FOR IMPACT!

massive waves are created hitting with full force Chabanenko and Pytor.

Pytor was sent directly into a Siren CV with his bow, Chabanenko almost toppled but managed to stay afloat, but a torpedo exploded Chabanenko's aft and was taking water.

Chabanenko: My pumps are overwhelmed! Pytor are you go-!

Pytors bow was missing, and was slowly sinking.

Pytor: Brace yourself I will explode!

Chabanenko: My pleasure!

Pytor exploded together with the siren CV, destroying nearby Sirens.

Chabanenko suffered heavy damage, was already angling because of the amount of water, it was a matter of time fire toppling.

The Sirens were shooting him like it was a shooting range, but suddenly stopped.

Chabanenko : ?!

: My~my quite a fight you put there, but you were too weak.

He was soo damaged, that he barely heard the unknown voice, making him angry>

: Maybe it was a bit too hard?~

Chabanenko was ready to explode, but he wanted to wait for the unknown voice to come closer.

: Silent, aren't we? Let me tell you that closer~!

: Silent aren't w-

Chabanenko:

Chabanenko exploded, throwing the siren into a siren cargo ship caring white cubes, some of them fell.

: I wanted to have some fun and they explode every time! It destroyed my lovely paint job! But now that the Pacific is now under our control is time to INVADE THE CONTINENTS

Nikolai: Soo they have been destroyed, they held more than enough to evacuate the entire Siberia. . .

Vladimir: Japanese people are now into Urals! Soon their country will detonate its nuclear reactors and its nuclear arsenal.

Nikolai finished writing in his notebook about the last moments of the Pacific Fleet.