City of Thieves by David Benioff
Well. That was something. I feel drained, like you do at the end of a well-made war movie.
It's World War II and we're in Russia, in beseiged Leningrad. A young man is arrested for looting the body of a dead German paratrooper.
He and his cellmate Kolya are granted a reprieve, to go on a quest...an impossible quest where failure means speedy death or self-imposed exile. Their search for the golden fleece--uh--eggs--may take them across a frozen, empty country, to the front line, into occupied territory, maybe into Nazi Germany itself.
But what is the greater danger--Nazi death squads, freezing cold, or their own Russian army?
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