Vera's nerves where on edge, it was growing dark fast. The night air was cold and sharp. It was really happening, of course she knew what she had signed up for. The fact was it hadn’t sunk in till now, she was going to fly, while being fired at. So many had lost their lives, and she could to. They had drilled and trained hard, a year of learning to fly. Forming strategies and studying maps of the areas they would attack. Everything had led up to this moment. And she was terrified of what would happen.
“Hey, you dreaming or something?” With a jolt Vera looked around, The stars had started coming out, though it was not fully dark yet. The girl that had spoken to her had slick black hair. Her skin was light and fair, though her hands revealed that she was a hard worker. Her name was Alexis. “don’t look so glum, we’ll come back” Her voice was cheery, it seamed as if she had no worries in the world. As if going into enemy territory during a war was just an adventure from a book, and not incredibly dangerous. That was how she always was, everything they did together. Had just been the next great adventure in life. Alexis gave her a slight push. Vera attempted a half smile “yeah, see you in the morning, if we make it back” Alexis looked exasperated. “Always the optimist aren’t you? Well we best get a move on” Alexis gave her one more encouraging look before hurrying to her own small air craft.
That was another thing that had Vera worried, they had the flimsiest airships in the whole soviet army. The Po-2 The thought of how easily they could be shot down was unnerving. The planes where meant only to be used to train new soldiers, but providing better supplies for women was obviously not a top priority. Vera shook her head to rid it of doubts, No point in worrying about something that is out of your control, thats what her mother had always said. When she was little and was frightened of something her mother would always tell her a story. It was about a brave young girl, and how she could do anything in the world. After the story was told her mother would say, Vera that young girl is you, you can do anything. When she was young, of course it made her feel brave, but now… Now she hung on those words for dear life.
Looking over at her fellow pilots and friends, this could be the last time she saw any of them. Just then a tall and beautiful women started walking towards them. Her name was Marina Raskova. The Person responsible for putting this together. She was strict, and had little tolerance for mistakes. Her methods where effective, working every girl under her command just as hard as every male solider in the war. All the girls looked up to her, she was a symbol of hope and strength. Never did she seam scared of what could happen, but always showed confidence and determination. It was easy to believe that she had never been afraid in her life.
She stopped in front of all of them. Her face showed determination, and if Vera wasn’t mistaken. Did she also see, pride in her eyes? Marina surveyed them and said one word. “Ready” She said it not as a question, but as a command. The Complete silence that followed her words made everyone shift around nervously. No more words where spoken between any of them, Marina nodded to the group of girls that she had brought to this point. With that She climbed into her plain. Everyone else followed suit. The mission had really begun. The 588th Regiment of the soviet army was on it’s way to Germany.