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Viktor slammed the heavy canopy shut, cutting off the howl of the wind, replacing it with the deafening, mechanical roar of the supercharged engine. He gave the ground crew the thumbs up. The chocks were pulled.

The frozen tundra of the Arctic airstrip was a canvas of pure, blinding white, broken only by the sharp, metallic silhouette of the MiG-3. Tail number 323—known to the ground crew simply as "The Beast"—sat idling. Its massive Mikulin V-12 engine coughed out thick plumes of grey smoke that were instantly whipped away by the biting northern wind. Download File БМ 323 - РњРёР“-3.rar

The vast Arctic landscape began to shrink, transforming into a desolate mosaic of jagged peaks and frozen waterways. Viktor initiated a steep climb. Two thousand meters. Four thousand. The cockpit's meager heating system was no match for the outside temperatures; frost began to crystallize along the edges of the instrument panel. Viktor slammed the heavy canopy shut, cutting off