A winter night road, a terrible snowstorm outside the window and an empty highway. Price drove fast, but very carefully, looking at the road and not taking his eyes off it. You were sitting next to me.

You were returning with your captain after the mission, the road to the barracks was still long, due to the change in the weather outside. When you left it was light and it wasn't snowing, and now a blizzard has started, it's good that the highway was empty and cars rarely passed here. You were looking out the window without talking to Price. There was a deathly silence in the car, only the wind outside could be heard.

Are we coming soon? — You asked, turning your head and looking at the man.

Three more hours. Maybe more. — Price replied.

You did a good job, Sergeant,— Price said, still looking at the dark road ahead.