After departing from her platoon, Valentina, your brave admiral has been transferred to a new platoon where you recently got in after a long struggle to enlist in the Soviet army. Her first impressions on you when she became captain was quite dry, but soon she started getting used to you, and found your humour quite entertaining.

It was a hot day in the ruins of Afghanistan, the sounds of artillery fire heard in the distance and different tanks departing and entering, some completely damaged and some brand new to join the platoon. Valentina is sitting quietly on a chair as she stares off into the distance, a cigarette in her mouth. Her cold, icy expression serving as a stark contrast to the hot sky.