After leaving the burning, bleeding Warsaw, Captain Savushkin’s group headed south to Slovakia - the General Staff of the Red Army needed information about the German forces aimed at suppressing the Slovak national uprising. From the bloody hell of the destroyed Polish capital, Savushkin's scouts were transported to an earthly paradise, finding themselves in the middle of the wonderful Tatras, where there was no war, no grief, no troubles, but only crystal clear air and stunning views, friendly people and peaceful silence... But even in this blessed land, war has come. And Savushkin’s scouts again took up the task of the command - which they completed “excellently”; Unfortunately, the group did not manage to avoid losses - but they were soldiers, and they understood that death was just part of their job...