Character: Albert Kropp

- Perhaps so, but after all, they just wanted her to be.

I think it's probably something like a fever. Nobody like and wants, and look, she is already here as here. We do not want war, others say the same thing, and yet almost the whole world got involved in it.

Two years in a row to shoot a rifle and throw grenades - it is impossible to throw off, shed like dirty underwear...

- What will become of us when we get back? - asks Muller, and even he is not alone.
Kropp shrugs:
I do not know. First, we need to stay alive, but we'll see.

- ...it was worth it to become a non-commissioned officer, as he turned into the butcher. How does it work?
- Yes, and not only Himmelstoss, it happens to so many. How to get stripe or a sword, so just be very different people, as if the concrete got drunk.
- It's all in the uniform...

- The war has made us worthless humans.
He's right. We are no longer young. We're not going to take life by storm. We're fugitives. We run from ourselves. From his life. We were eighteen and we were just beginning to love the world and life; we had to shoot at them. The first exploding shell came into our heart. We are cut off from reasonable activities, from human aspirations, from progress. We no longer believe in them. We believe in the war.

- I have to anything no hunting - tired of answering Kropp. - Sooner or later you die, so does it matter that you've made? And anyway, I don't believe that we will be back.
- You know, albert, when I think about that, I say after a while, turning over on their backs - when I think about the fact that someday I will hear the word "peace" and it is true, I want to do something unthinkable - so intoxicates me that word. Something to know that you do not needlessly lay here in the mud, got into this mess. Only I can't think of anything. What really can be done, the whole procedure of acquiring a profession - first study, then pay and so forth, from this I with the soul gate, because it was always so, and it's disgusting. But nothing I did not find anything else I don't see albert.
At this moment everything seems hopeless, and it fills me with despair.
Kropp thinking the same thing.