Out from the cities and rustic towns to some unknown village...another pitch battle with the still retreating Soviets...they seem to turn and fight with little concern or...even a...thought of the German's superior firepower...fighting to the last bullet...they have impressed the German Infanty as dangerous and unpredictable...then, out again, the army marches off to the middle of yet another wilderness and again another long march to fight another pitch battle at yet another...unknown village or god-forsaken crossroads...Hans has told us of the replacement that are coming from Kiev to re-fill our deflated ranks...Karl again grumbled that he will believe it when he sees it...I thought about returning home...after...when...this is all over...write more later...
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