A man sat in the trenches outside of Saint Petersburg cleaning his spectacles as he gazed through their lenses and towards the besieged city in the distance. After doing this, he looked down at his watch and noticed that the time had come.
He was quick to shift his gaze towards his fellow communist revolutionaries with an approving expression. Rallying them with a speech before giving them the order to charge the enemy defenses, which by now were so battered that they would crumble under the might of the next assault.
"Brothers of the proletariat! The bourgeoisie and their foolish pawns rest on the wealth which they have stolen from us all! They fight not for some noble cause like we do, but to defend their vile actions towards the people of Russia! Today we bring an end to the Tyranny of the Tsar and those wealthy industrialists who have made a fortune off of our labor! For the revolution! For Lenin!"
