I Don’t Need Nazis In My Germany

< World War II - Liberation(Wyzwolenie) (3) >

A table, on which lay an operations map depicting the vast battlefield.

The bloodshed and screams that littered the battlefield could not be felt here.

The roar of cannons and the acrid smell of gunpowder that wore down the soldiers’ minds did not reach this place.

But the choices that would decide their lives, deaths, and fates were certainly made right here.

The unit of a division, containing countless lives, was nothing more than a single flag on the map.

War, in the end, was a game played with countless pieces.

The only differences were that the pieces didn't come back to life when the game ended, and there was no fairness or equality for either side.

The player of that absurd game, Erich von Manstein, took a deep drag of his cigar and then exhaled the smoke.