Somewhere in Kursk, 1943.
A postman running to the empty battlefield, and he found a large group of Soviet soldiers.
The Soviet soldiers are welcoming that postman.
"Sorry I'm late. Had to hid from enemies."
"Almost late, indeed. We will move again in one hour, you know."
"I'll just call the names quickly now..."
Not so far from the postman, Vasily smoking alone with disappointed face. And he sighed deeper when hearing the other soldiers receiving their letters.
"From your girlfriend?"
"Yes!"
"Incredible! How faithful she is!"
Vasily's smoke interrupted in sudden.
"Haven't received the letter yet, Vasya?"
Vasily: "Received or not, I'm still in this hell."
Soldier: "Aww don't be so down. Your letter may be inside the deepest bag!"
Vasily: "Besides... I'm not sure myself if I will getting any letters at this mome-"
"Letter for Nandev Vasily!"
Cue Vasily looked so happy to get a folded envelope. The soldier facepalmed "See? I told you."
Then Vasily pocketed that letter with smile. The soldier confused.
"Why didn't you read it?"
Vasily: "I already knew what's inside. No need to be opened soon."
Suddenly there's announcement: "Attention! We will move to the front again in 5 minutes! Prepare yourself now!"
And so, Vasily and that soldier walking again.
Soldier: "I'm still curious. What's the inside of letter that you were so sure?"
Vasily: (pull smile as he throw the cigarette butt to the soil) "The photo that I've been waiting from studio before the war began... When my very first son just born to the world."
The last page showing photo of blond woman holding a baby boy affectionally.