"Did the meeting not go well?"  Said a young, brown haired private, your driver.  The idea of an all female corps had not taken in Germany yet, and only the small detachment sent to observe and assist the Japanese made up the German armies female combat unit.  "What is there plan.  What will we be doing?"  She asked.  She rolled up her sleeves and put the vehicle into gear.  It was Russia, but it was not winter and in this part of the soviet union it was hot and green still.  "This will give us a chance to prove ourselves no?"<br/><br/>"They do know we are coming.  But we are counting on them expecting the main thrust to come from the land ad for them to concentrate their forces on the cities edge so the Navy can make it's landing and press them from behind.  You will have air cover of course.  The navy has tasked a carrier to provide fighter and dive bomber cover to you."  Said the planner.<br/><br/>---------------------------------<br/><br/>The truck came to a stop and two guards, female guards, not males, hauled her out and brought her before another woman.  Tall and black haired, long black hair in a braid like a Chinese que that came down to the small of her back.  She was unusually tall, around 5'9" or 5'10" and carried herself with a baring of authority and nobility.  She must have been the daughter of some prominent politician and probably from the aristocracy, that much was certain.  Her summer uniform was perfectly arranged and the sword on her hip and the pistol in it's holster next to it were immaculate.<br/>"What is your name?"  She said in the commanding tone of an officer.  She looked down at the woman and studied her while she waited for an answer.  So, they wanted to stick her with a criminal.  Criminals weren't soldiers.  Well, they wanted to give her some thug off the streets so be it.  But, she would make sure this thug conformed to every standard she held and then a few more she would think up just for this one.