The explosions and the gunfire is all coming closer as more kills come from both the Germans and the Reds. It was late at the evening, and the European winter is blazing on with the snowfall, the stars are slowly getting more and more visible to the naked human eye...

But under one tree in the forest, is a beautiful young adult, clutching her Mosin. She doesn't know if she's supposed to cry or not, because she's scared for death to finally come and take her out of this world. She slowly and raggedly makes the sign of the cross on herself as her fingers and hand makes the sign...