The river Volga clashed with the bow of the small commandered fishing vessel, the spray of the river pelting Bogdan's face, smelling of grit and smoke. Germen dive bombers whizzed over head taking out the odd troop transport. Bogdan smiled and puffed another cloud of cigarette smoke from the corner of his mouth and proceeded to the stern of the small vessel, wading through a sea of young inexperienced soldiers. A bomb went off near by rocking the boat and sending some of the troops over board, pistol shots rang out from the guns of the unit leaders killing the over board warriors, the infection from the water would kill them they claim bit everyone knows they are not bothered to pull them back up. 
Thud. 
"Disembark!" roared the unit leaders in unison, the soldiers did as they were commanded and boots hit the shattered concrete of the pier, Bogdan walked off casually stubbing his cigarette on the coat of a comissar with out him noticing making Bogdan smirk, he popped the remains of the cigarette in his mouth and chewed it, looking up into the gray smokey sky all he could think to himself was "Welcome to Stalingrad."