Boris Ivanov is a conscript sergeant of the Russian army, a simple guy from a small provincial town, where it is not customary to "mow" from military service. And he has only three months left before the demobilization, but the usual trip to the training ground brought Ivanov to some incomprehensible world. It seems to be the past? But here is a different way of life, different gods, and everyone is ruled by cruel and rich old people who use something like magic. What can an ordinary sergeant oppose to powerful rulers who can send flocks of gargoyles and hordes of the dead into battle in one word? The guy has a Tiger armored car and a Kord machine gun. But will Boris have enough 12.7 mm cartridges to win the respect of the tucked people, warriors and magi?