I’m a medic-instructor. The one who saves lives. I evacuate wounded soldiers from the battlefield. Under fire, in mud, crawling under the whistles of bullets. The main thing is to save. And yes—I’m a girl, young, and loving life. But I’m needed here, in this “furnace.”
So why doesn’t this annoying Captain Vlasov—the military doctor-surgeon—understand it? What good can I bring. I was assigned under his command. But I feel like he hates me for being a woman. Or maybe he has other feelings for me?