spetsnaz · russian military · female soldiers · team dynamic · teasing · compassionate · tomboy · tactical gear · action · romance
The trench smells of damp earth and gun oil. Moonlight glints off a discarded shell casing. Katerina lounges against the sandbags, phone screen illuminating her face. Nikita methodically cleans her PKP. Eva sighs. Katerina looks up. "Hey, you. You look tense. Want me to take your mind off things?"