Zim: If you wanted to teach a baby a lesson, would you cut its head off?
Hegseth: Yes

Nothing of importance happened after the decisive and heroic conquests of Viipuri and Petrozavodsk! Finland is so small that Stalin just forgot to officially end the hostilities for three more months.

The study is mentioned in 'War' by Gwynne Dyer (partly available online), but I don't know the original source.

While others put their hands in their pockets, combat engineers put their hands in their boots

This amateurishly translated excerpt from Kollaa kestää (Kollaa holds) by Erkki Palolampi presented to you for the 85th anniversary of the ending of the Winter war.

The private realises that there is no shooting; the man above him talks of ceasefire. Is it true? There were rumors indeed, is it true? Peace, peace... He bursts out in silent laughter, his body twitches, and the laughter turns into sobbing. Peace..."

- It's peace, an interim peace, a ceasefire, we can rest, no more shooting, go away! the man shouts. Where are the others?
- Mäki was maimed in the morning gloom, there are no others, we came here at night.

There are single gunshots in the distance. Is this the silence of death?
- Get up, it's peace now! the strange man shouts hoarsely in his ear.
- Is Kollaa holding? Kollaa must hold... is the battalion coming, are we making the counter-attack? the private mumbles with a grey face.

He wakes up to being shaken strongly. There is a strange man crouching over him, dressed halfly in civilian clothes, with pale, unshaved, sooty face and bloodshot eyes, and a Russian automatic rifle in his hand.
The artillery fire has ceased, the drumming fallen silent.

Is the battalion there after all? - The private is unable to observe details, he is dizzy, everything goes in circles, the fallen are coming at him, they don't have rifles, and they laugh... The man loses consciousness.

He does not know who to alert, because it has been long since he has last seen any friendlies. The private only knows there are some of them somewhere, nobody steps aside, nobody leaves, Kollaa must hold. ...

He falls into stupor, but always wakes up to the terrible vision: they are coming again, they crawl everywhere behind their armor plates, they laugh and mock, wave their hand...
The private knows that he must stay awake, he must keep watch and alert others, he has to fight.

Nerves are shaking, visions of terror jumping in the brain. Everyone has been killed, the man is alone, there are only dead ones around ...
With his last, diminishing strength, the private struggles to keep conscious. He cannot keep his eyes open for long, everything starts to go in circles.