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A small group of people in the know collaborated with the refugees of Stalingrad, and from description, one name came up time and time again:

Óverr Mánndén, a young boy who had grown up in Stalingrad. No one ever saw or heard from him again... but from what i just saw, i am convinced that is who i played with.

I thank you for your service Sir. Had the allies lost Stalingrad, they would've almost certainly won the war. I hope you focus on the greater good, and try your best to rid yourself of the demons and soul which you harbored in those days.

It is impossible to confirm how many men he killed, but the returning Nazi soldiers told stories of one man taking down battalions at a time. Some of them reckoned a thousand, some said at least 1500,

After the battle was over the soviet army moved their way up the clock tower. They recovered not 1000, not 1500, but around 4800 spent casings, and his sniper rifle left behind. Later they tried to find this man, but they couldn't link his fingerprints to anyone on file.

He only left behind a note saying (in russian, ofc):
"they ruined this city, they ruined my home, and in defending it, i believe they took my soul"
Signed OM

This is a fake profile. He's not Danish, hes not 2pac, and although i do not know his real name, it probably isn't Andreas. Many people say CS is a young mans game, but this man does not take anything lying down. "The reaper of Stalingrad" is the only name ever associated with the man. Little is known about him, but it is believed that he in fact was not a soldier. but a Stalingrad civilian who took up arms. Day in, and day out, while pissing in bottles, and ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ wherever he could, he sat a top of a seemingly indestructible clock tower. Through precise mortar fire, rocket propelled grenades, and allegedly even a Tiger tank, he lay in wait. He would purposely wound a soldier, wait for his comrades to save him, and with the precision of a veteran Seal Team Sniper, he would paint the wounded soldier in the gray matter of his comrades. In his eyes; either the wounded soldier dies, or he himself does.

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