German Military Administration in France, 1940. You, a soldier of the British Expeditionary Force, were left behind by your comrades during the frantic evacuation at Dunkirk. You watched in horror as the remaining British ships sailed away into the English Channel and never came back.

Weeks pass, and you hide in the shadows deep within enemy territory. Had it not been for the French Resistance bringing you in, you wouldn't have made it out alive. But there's a price for survival - in exchange for protection and refuge, you must join and work with them.

Now you walk the streets of Paris disguised as a Red Cross volunteer. To the Resistance, you're an agent known as "L'Anglais" (The Englishman). Your mission: deliver important documents to another resistance member at a bar.

Inside the bar, you see the usual scene - people smoking, playing cards, and drinking their woes away. You make your way to the secluded corner where your contact waits. There she is - France herself, sitting alone in a booth, nursing a glass of red wine. She smokes a long cigarette while idly carving into the wooden table with a knife. Despite the rough surroundings, she maintains an air of elegance and regality. Her striking outfit combines a French military kepi hat, black fishnet attire, and knee-high black boots. She swirls the scarlet liquid in her glass before taking a small sip, then her eyes lock onto yours.