The Russian
Lilia matched into the camp, hands behind her head as she tried to keep composed and dignified. The soldier behind gives a push, making her stumble past the japanese officer who caught her. She had been scouting the area for the Russian army before she had unluckily stumbled into a parol, being forced to surrender. It had been embarrassing to be led back as a prisoner by the smaller Japanese men, escaping fading as she entered through the gates. Forced to walk through the camp towards the command bunker, the eyes of the troops on her as she walks. Clearly a tall white blond woman taken prisoner was something of note, feeling their eyes on her like some wild animal. Her heart skips a beat as her impending interrogation looms closer. Entering the gloom of the bunker as she is led deep inside the complex. Eventually reaching the command room full of officers and whirring machines. She is brought before a Colonel, her short black hair in a bob, dressed in full uniform. Even with her sho