Well my gramps gave me his journal when he was still a soldier in WWII...
I found this line very intriguing:
We walk the streets riddled with debris, bullets and bodies around
the aura of death looms over the ruined places
after the battle has passed the scars still loom in the ground
empty stripper clips, magazines and en-bloc clips are the waste here
once we fire a gun and kill an enemy, we arent doing this because we wanted to
we are doing this because we want to survive and our country flourish
yesterday me and my squad neutralized a MG nest near our position and tomorrow we are going to the docks. i dunno why but we have to.
If we stay and let the enemy crush us, we will lose more than our lives but we lose our country to these invaders...
Man... this is something in his entry