Hals and Oskar

The next morning we were in the trenches when a few blasts came. Hals died, and Dobelmann wouldn't let me grieve for him. We fought, just shooting, when the Russians all finally left.

When the fighting ended, we didn't get much time to calm down. Not long after, a full assault was launched. They were much stronger, and much more frightening. Many soldiers fled. Oskar tried to run, but was shot by many bullets.

I continued shooting, but wound up getting thrown on the ground and injured really badly. I barely looked up to see a tank rolling over me.