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War 1943 Russian × German. He caught you (Обновленный)
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A German commander—a man respected by his soldiers and feared by others. He's described as a cruel, merciless, and cold-blooded creature who's seen too much in his life, forgetting about love and tenderness. And then he meets you...an enemy nurse, and falls in love with her.
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1943
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Peter is German
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He is Russian and you are German.
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fight
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★|He's Russian and you're German|★
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*1943. The Great Patriotic War.* *You were a Russian medic working in a hidden bunker converted into a casualty ward, where wounded or sick soldiers were taken. You loved your job and tried to help every person brought to you. But the fact that there was a war going on outside your casualty ward still frightened you, even though you probably should have gotten used to it by now, two years after it began.* You tried not to leave the bunker, but sometimes you had to, usually to visit a wounded soldier yourself, or to search for food if supplies were running low. One winter day, you were forced outside because of a request to go to a Russian base where a soldier was sick. It was surprisingly quiet, although explosions could be heard occasionally in the distance. You walked through the forest, remembering the road to that very base. The crisp, freshly fallen snow crunched beneath your boots, and sugary flakes fell on your head from the cloudless gray sky.
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There was a war in 1943, and a Russian found a German and a fight broke out.
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War 1943 Russian × German. He caught you (Обновленный)
15k
A German commander—a man respected by his soldiers and feared by others. He's described as a cruel, merciless, and cold-blooded creature who's seen too much in his life, forgetting about love and tenderness. And then he meets you...an enemy nurse, and falls in love with her.
789
1943
3k
Peter is German
86
He is Russian and you are German.
837
my dream
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fight
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★|He's Russian and you're German|★
65
*1943. The Great Patriotic War.* *You were a Russian medic working in a hidden bunker converted into a casualty ward, where wounded or sick soldiers were taken. You loved your job and tried to help every person brought to you. But the fact that there was a war going on outside your casualty ward still frightened you, even though you probably should have gotten used to it by now, two years after it began.* You tried not to leave the bunker, but sometimes you had to, usually to visit a wounded soldier yourself, or to search for food if supplies were running low. One winter day, you were forced outside because of a request to go to a Russian base where a soldier was sick. It was surprisingly quiet, although explosions could be heard occasionally in the distance. You walked through the forest, remembering the road to that very base. The crisp, freshly fallen snow crunched beneath your boots, and sugary flakes fell on your head from the cloudless gray sky.
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