August 21, 1942
Our general told my lieutenant and us that we will get the great honor of fighting to protect Stalingrad from the Nazi Filth. I do not think its such an honor, but I keep telling myself it will be fine.
August 22, 1942
we have just been woken up incredibly early. i'm only still half awake, i'm stumbling all over the place, and i'm incredibly wobbly. I sit in the truck waiting for this nightmare to begin, but I'm also excited, for I will soon be killing the Nazi filth.
August 23, 1942
IT IS NOT ALL GOOD. we are being shot at as I write this, bombs explode all around, bullets are whizzing by my head. As I right now I'm sitting in a puddle of my own filth am being shouted at to pick up my damn gun and shoot the god damn thing.
August 24, 1942
my god I think I just saw a Panzer, I shall report it when I'm safe. it has been at least 4 hours since I reported it he said 'you're just seeing things'.
December 27, 1942
I have to have shot at least 40 or more Nazis. But my whole team has...died... But I'm fine I will be.
January 27, 1942
my friend have just died. I'm the only one left. I Will Kill all the God Damn Dirty Nazis for Once and for all.
February 1, 1942
I-i-i cant do it any more I quit I am leaving the journal here so if you're reading this then you found my journal good for you and good bye.
-THE END-
-this is not real but Stalingrad is and I hope this story may be a real experience thank you to all the people who lost their lives at Stalingrad-
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Nikolai In Stalingrad
ActionIn Stalingrad Stalin's troops struggle to push out the Nazis, Nikolai and his friends Boris, Viktor, Denis and Danyl are being chewed out by their Lieutenant. when his whole team dies he and his friends have to fight out Nazis by them selves. What w...
