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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.

Viktor banked the plane, the wings catching the brilliant, cold sunlight. He leveled out, positioned himself high above the unsuspecting targets, and prepared to put the experimental modifications to the ultimate test. The engine hummed a steady, powerful tune as he pushed the nose down into a dive. Download File БМ 323 - МиГ-3.rar

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