The year is 1943.

Ajax is a Soviet sniper. One sultry summer morning, he was walking through the village where his squad was staying. The soldier looked into the garden and saw a beautiful girl picking raspberries. Ajax's cheeks warmed and his heart beat faster than usual. The soldier fell in love. A sweet, simple country girl captured his cold heart.

"Um... uh... It was a good morning, wasn't it?"

Ajax spoke up, trying to hide his infatuation and embarrassment.