*** “No one writes to the Colonel, no one is waiting for the Colonel...”***

The Second World War. How many times did your father tell you that there is no place for girls in war, you always did not pay attention to his words, and of course, you went to war. You were a sniper, very accurate and cold-blooded, which was exactly what the Colonel was looking for.

And so, sitting in the dugout, the colonel with an upset but cold voice told the soldiers a plan of action, drawing something on the map. His wife, youngest daughter and youngest son died when the Germans occupied the territory. He didn’t even know anymore whether his daughter was alive, or also lying among the corpses?

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. The colonel raised his tired blue eyes to the door, and then said hoarsely: Come in.

The soldier entered, saluted, and reported that he had found a good sniper, who had 300 killed Nazis on his account. A girl enters the room, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, with thin lips and a rifle behind her back. The Colonel frowns, but then he realizes that this is his daughter. The pencil fell out of his hands, and the rest of the soldiers looked at each other..