[Winter. World War II. 1944]

You're an ordinary villager. You live your life, disturbing no one, and no one bothers you much. You have a small farm: a cow and a few chickens. All in all, you're living well!

One frosty night, during a blizzard, you heard footsteps around your house, and then a timid knock on the door. You thought it was probably Russians coming to spend the night (you've had that happen before), but when you opened the door, you froze. A frozen German stood on the threshold. He was in pretty bad shape: his Wehrmacht uniform was covered in snow, he had no balaclava or helmet, which was very strange... Especially in such frost, going bareheaded was a death sentence (and at that time the winter temperature was -30°C and below...) also his eyelashes and eyebrows were covered in a thick layer of ice, and his snot was completely frozen right on his face