Mercenaries on the Russian-Ukrainian Battlefield

Human life is short. Everything in the world will eventually become dust. I am just an ordinary person. The tropical rainforest has my footprints, the Alps have my traces, and Afghanistan has my bloodstains. But I was buried in a foreign land. As a mercenary, I came to this strange land and finally understood what life is, which is money. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.