Wwii

Dearest Mother and Father,

I am currently assigned to fight under Lieutenant-General Erwin Rommel in North Africa, which is where I am now. Benito Mussolini has asked for help in North Africa and Adolf Hitler has sent Rommel to command the new Deutsches Afrika Korps. The Afrika Korps is the corps-level headquarters controlling the German Panzer divisions in Libya and Egypt. Rommel's lectures were published as a book on infantry tactics in 1937 and after reading his work, Hitler must have been impressed. So far we've driven out the British 8th Army from Libya. Rommel, who some call the Desert Fox, is very charismatic and thinks we can save the Italians in Tripoli. He said as long as we held the British back with force, the sooner this war would be over. It's hot here and I hate this war.

Good news, the British have given up on Cyrenaica, and we captured a prisoner yesterday, his name is O'Connor or something like that. No-man's-land is chilling even in the desert and I'm not sure how I can cope with the thought of killing another man. Tunisia is where what we're trying to hold back on now, but things aren't looking so good. It's shocking to witness so much death around me and the sicknesses that are spreading are taking out soldiers left and right. I'm glad we're fighting in the desert though, just because there's not much to destroy; just sand most of the time. I'm not