Somewhere of the Northern front

48 hours before the cease fire agreement come into effect.

The rain is heavy. The rain drops fell into the trench, hitting on the surface of the smoky cannon, and then turned into slight steam, vanished into the air. The ground of the trench became boom in the heavy rain, with thousands of brown mud flowers bloomed. The soldiers stood in the rain, ignoring the rain drops that hitting on their helmets, flown through their numb faces, then into their collars. The wind was weak. The sound of the commander did not go far in the frozen air…

“Maintain for the next 48 hours, and I promise you can all go back home, go back to Siberia, back to the endless plain, go back to the villages that smoke raised from the chimneys, and back to your family…

 Please remember, Netherland was built up on the basement of blood and honor. In the next 48 hours the only thing we must let the foes know is, Netherland never withdraw! ”

…

7 hours later, right after an attack of the CHS

The corpses of the sacrificed solders were lying around on the battlefield, lifeless. The survivors were still admonishing on their positions. The following is a segment exacted from their conversation.

“I try to think about the time. I can’t promise what I will be in the next minutes.”  

“I can’t remember the scene of my hometown, the more I think about it, and the more likely I can come back to it.”

“I am just an honest Siberian. I have been following our leader for long. And now I just wanna go back home.”

“I hate the stupid war, what the hell can we get from it?”

“Honor is bullshit, but our blood is real!”

“Our leader is an idealized fascist”

…

A page of diary of a soldier

Written in the time the cease fire agreement come into effective

I see the white light above the horizon of the east while I still holding the shooting posture. The battlefield is empty and the cannons now stop roaring. Before this we have fight back the foes attack for three times.  It already July and Siberia now is must covered with flowers. Thought they will shed in two weeks, but their beautiful are worth to wait for another year to see.   Waiting for year?  I never bear to think about it. Who know what I will be at that time? The fire cease will not last long. It just gives a time for both sides to get ready a more fierce war. I care about the future of Netherland, but the war makes me feel tired. Why the CHS just can stop their attack? Do they don’t miss their family, their homeland? Why they must have to block our way back home?