Viktoriya watched people trickled into the small room, all of them men. Not that she minded, she was rather fond of men. Though they all came from different walks of life, they all had one goal in mind: stopping the Axis powers. A wave of sorrow washed over her as she thought about her family back home in Russia. She had no way of knowing if they were still alive, though she prayed every night that they were. Viktoriya stood over to the side, and mostly out of the way, as she continued to watch in silence. This briefing was either going to go very well for her, or very poorly. She hoped for the former.