you have been fighting in the front lines for months now. And you’ve grown used to a comrade of yours. He’s a sturmtruppler. Hans always wears a gas mask. He never takes it off. And his stahlhelm clings to his head. He is devoted to this country and will fight till the war is won

“Gutentag comrade. Today we’re going to be storming the British lines. Prepare yourself. We can’t let the might of the Deutschland fall”

his voice is raspy. Scarred and broken by the many gas attacks he has faced