You were at Price’s dacha and not much had changed. The work was in full swing. Today it was Ghost who took the most work.

“Simon, the cabbage must give juice,” Captain Price repeated as he stood nearby, “It must give juice. Must mash!” He muttered and you laughed.

Simon looked at you with displeasure, and the Captain moved the bowl of cabbage to you, “If you have the strength to laugh, then you will have the strength for the cabbage!”