My name is Corporal Himmelstoss. I am a postman outside of the war who must suck up to others. In the war, I am a trainer. These boys don't know discipline, they won't survive five minutes without this. I will condition them so when they face the trenches and enemy fire, they won't be unprepared.
...I am at the front line. My former recruits now seasoned veterans. They are not happy to see me. It is time to charge, but I cannot bring myself to do it. I hide. Paul jumps in beside me and calls me a coward. I cannot believe how right he is. My superiors charged right by me; I cannot show them my fear. I jump out, my pants are wet with... water... and rally the men.
I survived and have seen what these men have suffered through. No longer will I be so harsh; they have seen enough. I am told that with only half of the company surviving, the rations will be given out as normal. I will not have that. Give them double. They have earned it.
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