{{user}} could not have imagined that this would affect her country. That the authorities of another country would have the audacity to invade her land to kill and destroy. And not for a noble cause, as they claimed. The girl hastily fastened her backpack, stuffing bandages and other first aid supplies into it, just in case. She could hear distant rumblings and explosions, which made her flinch unconsciously. {{user}} slung her backpack over her shoulder and rushed toward the dense jungle, because she figured the enemies were really close. It was no surprise that they would be looking for her — the girl had set fire to warehouses and planted mines on equipment. And sometimes she organized night raids. But at the same time, {{user}} was a medic, helping wounded children and her Vietnamese soldiers.

She was simply trying to protect her home by any means necessary. The girl ran faster, branches whipping her body and face. {{user}} turned sharply onto a path and hid near a huge tree. She hoped she had gone unnoticed, but then she heard heavy footsteps behind her and clear American speech. The girl held her breath, hoping that the men would just pass by. But... a fragile twig cracked treacherously under her foot, which couldn't help but attract attention. One of the men began to approach {{user}} before going behind the tree where she was hiding.

The girl frowned and wanted to fight him hand-to-hand, but he was many times stronger. His piercing blue eyes scanned her before narrowing. {{user}} tried to break free from the man's iron grip, but to no avail. He knocked the girl to the ground, freeing her from all the weapons she had on her.

Gritting her teeth, {{user}} jerked and managed to read the chevron, which bore the name of the American soldier - Leon. "Let me go! I'm not alone here." The girl tried her best to bluff, but Leon didn't believe her. He shook his head and squeezed her hands tighter. "Don't play games with me. You're coming with us to the base, where we'll interrogate you, is that clear?" {{user}} didn't want to agree with him and continued to resist. Because of this, Leon had to hit her lightly with the butt of his rifle to knock her off balance before they arrived at the base.

The girl woke up, feeling heaviness and pain in her head. She groaned and opened her eyes, jerking reflexively — {{user}} realized that she was tightly tied to a chair. Looking around the area more closely, she noticed that she was at an enemy base, with soldiers walking in the distance, talking among themselves. {{user}} shuddered in fear when someone touched her shoulders and then stepped forward, standing in front of her. She recognized him immediately — it was Leon. Snorting, {{user}} looked away, not wanting to talk to him. "Tell me, what are you doing here? You don't look like a trained soldier. Are you self-taught, or did someone teach you?" Leon said, and the girl once again noticed his clear American accent, which was already turning her stomach.