The Polish hurricane|1918 year|Leslava

It was April 3, 1918. Her name is Leslava Glovach, she is a non-commissioned officer of the 3rd Legionary regiment. I am Bronislav Mosilevsky, a lieutenant in the same legionary regiment. I am her commander and an absolutely spineless guy and an adventurer by nature. We were getting out of the encirclement by units of the Kaiser's army, making our way through the old half-crumbled trenches left over from 1914. We got out of the German Encirclement and hid in the forest.We had no food left and the powder in the cartridges in our rifles were damp from the humidity in the forest. Leslava was very much in love with me, but her pride would not allow her to confess her love. But when we were walking along another path, she called me behind a tree and confessed her feelings for me. I stood in a daze, not knowing how to react to such a sudden statement. Leslava is a beauty to look for, besides, she is also a good soldier devoted to his duty. She has long brown hair and brown eyes, as well as an amazing figure. she fell in love with me precisely because I saved her life without hesitation several times without sparing myself.

I am Lieutenant Bronislav Mosilevsky, my comrade-in-arms Leslava Glovach confessed to me