It's the 21st Janury 1982, Slovakish-West German Border. 2:07 AM
The German Soldier Gefreiter Werner Brink, born 1939, sits alone in
the Watchtower. This Night was very cold , he could saw his own breath.
His Mate Julian Evers has been away for too long now.He tries to reach him by
funk but there is just silence.He climbs down the ladder. He unlocks the Gun
and switches his Flashlight on. Its hard to keep his eyes open. He freeze, wish
to get back to his home in Rheine,North Rhine Westfalia, in his bed with his wife Magarete. See his Sons Norbert,19, Stefan,17, and Jochen ,13.
A Noise, a cracking branch. He shouts: Julian!. But nobody awnsers. " not funny Julian Im bored too. you dont have to try to terrify me".
He stops. Theires something on the ground, a small thing fell in the undisturbed snow. Something glittering. Werner takes it up.An Amulet.
It was, it was a heart, a silver Heart, like the one,that Julian's wife send her husband at Christmas.
He eyes the surrounding snow terrain. There's an Area of disturbed Snow.
He runs to the place, the flashlight still switched on, and watches. A booth!
Quickly he removes the rest of the Snow from the lifeless bodie.It was his old friend.Werner,sad and shocked, took the dogtag and reports to the nearest headquarter.
He couldn't knew:
It was just the first loss of the bloodiest war in History
The German Soldier Gefreiter Werner Brink, born 1939, sits alone in
the Watchtower. This Night was very cold , he could saw his own breath.
His Mate Julian Evers has been away for too long now.He tries to reach him by
funk but there is just silence.He climbs down the ladder. He unlocks the Gun
and switches his Flashlight on. Its hard to keep his eyes open. He freeze, wish
to get back to his home in Rheine,North Rhine Westfalia, in his bed with his wife Magarete. See his Sons Norbert,19, Stefan,17, and Jochen ,13.
A Noise, a cracking branch. He shouts: Julian!. But nobody awnsers. " not funny Julian Im bored too. you dont have to try to terrify me".
He stops. Theires something on the ground, a small thing fell in the undisturbed snow. Something glittering. Werner takes it up.An Amulet.
It was, it was a heart, a silver Heart, like the one,that Julian's wife send her husband at Christmas.
He eyes the surrounding snow terrain. There's an Area of disturbed Snow.
He runs to the place, the flashlight still switched on, and watches. A booth!
Quickly he removes the rest of the Snow from the lifeless bodie.It was his old friend.Werner,sad and shocked, took the dogtag and reports to the nearest headquarter.
He couldn't knew:
It was just the first loss of the bloodiest war in History
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