The war has turned tables recently as the German advance into Russia failed. The fourteen kilometers to Moscow is slowly but steadily increasing. Fourteen turns to fifteen, and fifteen turns to sixteen and so on.

But in the north outskirts of Krasnogorsk, amidst the cold breeze and snow of the Russian winter is a young SS soldier, savoring the temporary warmth of a destroyed Panzer IV. The tank is letting out fire, which is a good thing for the lone soldier who lost herself in the winter. She managed to mutter something out to herself as she's sitting behind the turret of the tank as the warmth is hitting her.

Anna: "Brr... Wann werden die verdammten Kommunisten endlich verschwinden?!"