Hey, there my darling, I am writing this to you I have survived the battle at the river of Marne and miraculously escaped the hellfire at Tannenberg were i fought the most, and am now on my way to liberate our nation. Our army consisted of about 400,000 troops were many of our men were kids who were drafted and did not know much. I operated heavy artillery, that had to reach the other side. I miss the times we used to have together, looking at the fields atop a hill next to our tree. You wouldn’t believe.The only thing that keeps me through this hell is a small picture of you that I could fit into my pocket watch.
As I look at my watch for the time I remember the time spent with the family and you. Remember I used to play the guitar and you would sing for me, I still play those songs in your name from time to time. How is mother doing? How is my little boy Bryan? Lizy, Miluska and Mario the painter? I miss mother although mother always avid about me becoming an honorable soldier. I never wanted to be part of this pointless conflict, I would’ve rather became a monk or a scholar, although I think pride for our country is good to have. Extreme nationalism for our country in excess can expose our beloved nation in pointless wars, that we won’t be able to maintain for much longer. My comrades died by the thousand mortars and rifle fire and all followed blindly what our superiors ordained. Our 10 feet trenches hopefully kept us as safe as we could be in this mission at Tannenberg. We were overcrowded in our dugouts that created a shelter from any mortar.
We remained close to each other with no room for nothing but slumber. I had an Even when the guns were silent, many bugs and critters did not let us sleep one second. Fleas flies and. Rats and lice tormented every single soldier still living. Many comrades (Liu).
My comrades specially the higher ups despised the Germans and used their hate to fuel their efforts, which i was guilty of so too. Although we fought this war having strong feelings of hate toward the enemy I wondered if they ever went through the same horrors we did. The condition of the war became worse and worse, day by day.
I was glad that we sometimes had courtesy for war and stopped shelling bullets on breakfast time (Liu). It was Monday, 6 in the morning and mortars came about 5 feet from our barracks… I had ridden out with my brother in arms Mikael the milk boy, who lives 1 mile from our cottage who you know. All we had with us was ourselves, our bayonets, and our drinks to drown our sorrows. In with the mentality to hope for the best and expect the worse. As my platoon entered the horrid conflict I tensed up and began to lose my focus. Witnessing other comrades brought in to the trenches hopelessly clutching onto their limbs as they went into the infirmary was most tragic. The first time I ever entered battle I was most unaware of my surroundings always doing handy work like digging or arranging wood to fix the trenches.
When I lay at night I recall back when I was in no mans land dodging bullets and coal along with mortars from the enemy. It was difficult to maintain composure however, the sound of my Fedorov Avtomat (Nathaniel). They had my back ever since I joined, side by side and rifle by rifle. Informants told about making arrangements with the French the Imperial Army, and we were pretty much obliged to fight to defend them later on.
Tannenberg was about the safest place when we arrived, however, things would change when the Germans made their way into the city (Pataricity) (Dubeski). We were informed that the Germans were rounding up the city and sending mustard gas throughout it (Baker) . Many of my troops ended up succumbing to this atrocity of poison. One mistake our generals made was the ones that changed the war for the worst. The “eastern front was not to be messed with by the Germans¨said Linkov of my war buddies. This would be one of our major downfalls since the eastern front was one of the most weakest in the entire front (Sweetman). One major setback was also the inability of supply our troops like we needed. Information was not delivered in time and which we needed to communicate crucial knowledge to our troops.
Wiring that would’ve been crucial to our survival. Lastly, according to intelligence gathered from pigeon birds the Germans had most railways as transport, and telecommunication lines covered to receive and send crucial information. The Russian First and Second armies according to word of mouth, advanced into East Prussia without their second-line reserve divisions (Lubelski). In his orders to the armies, the honorable Grand Duke Nicholas, commander in chief of the Russian army, ordered that by dividing the force he hoped to achieve a double envelopment of the defending German Eighth Army (Sweetman). The offensive then had to be carried out to the north of the Masurian Lakes, turning the enemy left flank. Trees sometimes surrounded most of our field of vision and was another obstacle we had to face. ..
My comrade Rob from my unit had been emaciated and left limp of his left foot, I wonder how he will recover. I was thankful that a medic was also able to bring Mikael to safety from his wound, which bled in what seemed like years from getting through safety. Most of my battalion was either injured or scraped since our forces were many, however an large part of 70,000 men died, but most soldiers remained captured. Invasion of East Prussia seemed to never end, we had numerical superiority, but the German plan was what overtook us (Patarcity). At the end, we took a hard loss all because of the lessened intelligence flow into our friendly comrades.
We suspect that the Germans might have had something to do with our connections systems and perhaps intercepted by the German troops, (Armstrong) I suspect that we also must have been transmitting through an interceptable channel as we were not informed that an attack was ensuing. Somehow in all this conflict, I was one of the few hundred thousand to survive soldiers that managed to escape with just a scrap however, only one of the few to totally escape. I am now heading back home, hoping that the revolution is still going as I am tired of the war and wish to help you and my family survive. I have heard that Lenin will provide peace bread and land to those who follow him and turn things for the better (Pipes).