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We don't get paid enough to do this damned s**t. thought the soldier as he grumpily eyed the towering, white trees of the forest around him. He held the dark steel of his rifle loosely in the crook of his arm, and walked a little closer to the rest of the troops that were marching through the crunching snow beneath thier feet. He looked beyond him at the Amidst the sea of green uniforms and overcoats, waves of gleaming helmets of the german special forces patrol unit bobbed up and down as thier owner's heads rose and fell. The soldier dashed quickly into the sea of verdant hues, and smiled with bittersweet pleasure; the air here was warmer, but the stench of body odor pervaded his senses like that of an invading army. He shuddered and looked around at the faces around him. The full moon reflected off of the haggard faces of the men around him, the cold eyes of the grim men of war reflecting the pure hell of the last few days. Hey stared ahead as he fell in step with the other marching men.
"Hey." the sudden, gutteral sound of a voice behind him made the soldier whirl around in alarm. He relaxed when the genial face of another man peered out of the absolute gloom. "Captian Frieden." Answered the man with relief. He spoke distinct german, and his voice was very raspy.
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