Diary of Koush

8 July 1942

Today it has been a great day, but the sun is finally at its fullest, these are the days I like the least, I cannot dig myself upon inches and inches of snow and start killing scum fascists, however I continue towards my objective, it may be very close now. My superior told me to stay up north and defend the capital, but then, the defence of the city was left to Shchitmdved.

15 July 1942

Today I saw an interesting small hill at the distance, I could see there were a couple of scums fascists there, it seemed they were reconnaissance units, I quickly lay down on the floor and aimed Svetan, he was a very young soldier, my last rifle was Sveterien, he was an old man that always had problems, well, aim was not one of then and that was the important part. I hat to put Sveterien to sleep when I fell in a freezing river, the strong force of the river caused him severe damages, that was a tragic day for me, but Svetan was a new recruit, his wood was totally bright and clean, after a couple modifications, like the ones I did with Sveterien, Svetan quickly became as good and even better.
I calculated the distance of the two men, probably 5 kilometres away, I didn't have enough range to shot, so slowly I moved towards a forest at the side, moving quickly there the most I could get close was 2 kilometres, enough for me, the modifications on my rifle allow me to short a this distance, I climbed up a tree and positioned myself to shot.
Counted the distance, 1.890 meters distance, wind was peaceful today, always is on summer, they were just two, equipped with some light uniforms, some binoculars, some notebooks, long range riflers, but they were looking oposite to my direction, I was looking at the their backs, they were quite close, I waited and decided to shoot, 1 short and immediately after move my rifle softly to the side and shoot again.
1,2,3 seconds passed and the two men quickly feel, they never knew what hit them.

27 July 1942

Today in my way to my objective I stumble upon a destroyed small village, there was only a simple building standing and it was severely damage, all the rest of the village was either missing or in total ruins, I could see many bombshells holes on the ground all over the place, I usually avoid this sort of places, they are easy to hide spots for the enemy, and my style of action is always in the shadows, from where they may never found me, the hills, the forests, the eagle nest.
But seeing as my uniform was in clear need of a cleaning, I decide to search for some materials that could be of use to me, when I was about a 100 meters close to the village I could heard the sound of a person, I quickly put myself under cover, and approached the lonely building standing, for what could I heard, it was only a single person, he was not talking or anything, he was moaning of pain, finally I could get in the building to find a pile of bodies, form scum fascists to comrades in arms, all were dead, except for this lonely soldier, he has tumble on his back, with severe shot holes on his chest, he was aiming his gun to the wall, like he was waiting for a ghost to appear and take him, he was a comrade in arms, when I say a couple words he quickly point his gun to me, his face was that of a broken man, his wide eyes show a total fear and desperation I never saw before, after I say another word he shot his gun, hurting my shoulder in the process, I don't know what happened, but it seems I acted out of instinct, when I notice, he had a shot right on his forehead, I was terrorized, Why did I kill a comrade in arms? how?
After that I decided to threat my wound, buried all men, from comrades to scums, In separate pits, mostly because the smell of rotten flesh really mess with my senses, I have decide to stay on this village for a couple of days, it's been probably years since I took a real sleep and real food probably since the begging of the war, feeding of the sun and earth is nice, but sometimes you miss the taste of some good'ol food.

31 July 1942

I just woke up from my slumber, I had a totally bad sleep should I say, I feel like I had several nightmares, mostly involving the comrades and fascists I just buried. While burying the men, I decided to check their bodies in search for something useful, I could find some cigarettes, sip flash, an harmonica, but above else, I found several small fotos of the soldiers in their wallets, the older ones had fotos of what it seemed their wife and children, some of then were teens, other were just children, the younger soldiers had fotos of what I think were their fiancees, most of this trinkets and fotos were found mostly in the side of te fascists, I never thought of then to be so alike us, our superiors and The Supreme Leader always told us about their nefarious intents to kills us, slave us and destroy our traditions and way of life, but for what I've seem, these fascists are not more that simple persons involved in this war.
Are they really that bad? or are the high commanders of the fascist regime the real bad ones and they are just sending the common people to fight? I have never had this thoughts before in my life so i don't really know what to make up them.

2 August 1942

In my way to the objective, I could start hearing more and more the bombshells and shoots of the war, despite not seeing them I could estimate they are about 10 kilometres away from me, I keep my senses at total alert, In this state I could hear even the ants moving in the ground, it took much of my perception and concentration to be on this state, normally I stay in sniper position in this state, but I need to go to my objective and being alert at the same time.

6 August 1942

Today I saw a immense fascists army moving towards my objective in a total open field, I saw them from a forest, I can usually count then with easy but for the first time in my life, they were just too many, I lost the count past 20000 men, and that was not even a tenth of the army. I was planning on shooting them, but they could used artillery to shoot at the forest and kill me with easy. I decided to buried myself and waited for some days. I hate not being in winter when I can buried myself in snow.
Now that the army has passes I counted my ammo, prepare Svetan and decide to move to my objective, I hope to reach Stalingrad soon.