the thought of young men dying under my command again in a useless effort of gaining 50m ground from the enemy while blood and screams are all around,the smell of burned flesh in the morning mist ...
The daily arty barrage ...
And goddamn Jenkins that died in my arms after he lost both legs trying to get me a fresh merican Frappuccino just like they do it in NY City ... oooh Jenkins,i wished we didnt vsited that vietnamese brothel that gave 77% discount on the 2nd visit ...
Oh Jenkins!
JEEEEEEEEEENKIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS !!!
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