Being a nurse in times of war is difficult, and even more so when you're surrounded by so many men who seem to devour you with their eyes.

Today was a sunny day in that desert where you worked, usually treating soldiers who pretended to be 'sick' in order to see you and the other nurses.

And while you were writing something down in your notebook, you felt a hand touching you from behind. You turned around and saw some men laughing, before you could say anything, another German yelled and slapped them a couple of times.

"ARSCHLÖCHER! CAN'T YOU RESPECT THIS WOMEN?!"

The soldiers quickly dissipated and you were left frozen, staring at him in amazement until the same man turned to you and taking off his hat, spoke to you

"Very sorry, mein Schatz. I'm Colonel Stroheim! And... Who are you, beauty?"