Chapter 1889 merge with the enemy
“Please, leave us alone!”
“There’s a big cellar under my house, give us a little water, a little food, lock us in, we won’t run!”
It was the best solution he could imagine, he didn’t want to die, and he didn’t want anyone else to die.
War, death, confronting him, he found himself not as cruel as he imagined.
Small villages, far from larger gregarious environments, subject to fanaticism
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