8 The Soviet Conference

=General Kazimov's POV=

'Dear Diary, my good friend has entrusted to me a mission to help his country, though my countrymen are angry that he took over one of our satellite states they fail to see the good points of it, with such an amazing person in charge of the country, how could we not help them? But anyway, today I sent the two letters he gave me with top priority to the kremlin, I do hope comrade Stalin agrees. I am considering taking my 8th rifle division and joining my friend if he calls for us to attack him. I spoke with my superiors about his request for drill sergeants and military supplies and while they agreed to send 30 drill sergeants, they refused they lease of equipment though. I did manage to however get some blueprints for some equipment I remembered he mentioned in passing during our chat yesterday, they included some uniform and holster and other miscellaneous soldier equipment that was captured from nazi germany during the war, Mosin–Nagant M1944 Carbine's, Tokarev SVT-40's, Tokarev TT-33's, PPSh-41's, DP-28's, F1 grenade's, PTRS-41's, 107mm M1938 mortar's, 152 mm howitzer M1910/37's,100 mm field gun M1944 (BS-3)'s, DShK 1938's, T-34-76 tanks, and GAZ–MM trucks.

Why he would need these blueprints if he can't produce them I don't know I also made sure to grab some blueprints of the ammunition for them as well. that's all for today, I wonder when I will get to see my Mishka again.'

Today I am on my way to my good friends country to drop off the drill sergeants and the blueprints he needed, walking through the lackluster base I once again was able to enter the mansion which was the most beautiful building I had ever been inside, besides the kremlin. Once inside I got to see my friend once more.

=Clint's POV=

When General Kazimov walked into my study, the first thing he did was walk up and hug me, though I would have like to murder him right then and there I withheld from that impulse. Making a scene of returning the hug to my 'good friend' Kazimov, he started talking excitedly to me. "hahaha, it is good to see you again друг(friend), I have brought you 30 of my finest sergeants to train your men, I also remembered you were in need of some designs for equipment, and since my superiors, sadly declined my request to have supplies shipped to you, I managed to acquire most of the designs that make up our army." He handed me a leather satchel with folded blueprints inside of it. "Thank you my друг, I will remember this, do you mind if we go greet your sergeants?" I asked him.

"No, no, not at all, come let us go, I will introduce them to you.

Walking outside we got to see the motorcade he drives everywhere, this time however there was a 3 military trucks with 10 men standing next to each one. After a few words from the general, I walked down the line shaking their hands while secretly stabbing them with my sword, implanting memories that they are completely loyal to me and that if push comes to shove with the Soviets, they will join our side. After talking with them, we walked back into my study and chatted for a bit and eventually he left.

About a hour after he left I called 10 soldiers including Rex to an empty part of the base, I was planning on testing my power to see if I could construct these weapons from looking at the blueprints. The first weapon I tried to construct was the simple TT-33 semi-automatic pistol. I managed to create the weapon in one try I also created a magazine and 5 7.62×25mm Tokarev bullets. The whole process was much simpler than I imagined, It seems when my body was changed when I absorbed those millions of souls my entire being underwent a qualitative change, I had what could only be described as edict memory and photographic memory at the same time, I also had no need to eat or sleep, though I still could. My body also did not change at all, my hair didnt grow and my body didn't start to stink as well. After having one of the troopers test fire the weapon and seeing that it worked perfectly fine, I went about my creation spree. 10 days of non-stop building later I had created enough uniforms and other infantry equipment for 50,000 men. 15,000 mosin-nagants,15,000 svt-40's, 20,000 TT-33's, 5,000 PPsh-41's, 1,000 DP-28's, 50,000 F1 grenades,500 PTRS-41's, 100 mortars, 50 howitzers, 100 field guns, 300 DShK mounted machine guns, 100 T34-76's and 1000 Gaz trucks. Along with a shiton of ammunition and fuel for each, we had barely enough room for it all but we managed to store it all.

I learned from Rex afterwards that the training for the troopers had began going amazingly well, as their bodys were perfectly created, they only needed to be imprinted with training and tactics, which due to their superior brains, which were similar to mine, they were able to finish training a 1,000 men the first day, and then those thousand started training the others and on the 8th day they were done training as all the troopers had learned everything the drill sergeants had to teach, now that the equipment was done, they could begin practical training and become familiar with the equipment.