Ahead of our withdrawing forces, the roads remained packed with refugees fleeing from the Red Menace that followed at our heels, the ox carts and farm wagons, the women, children, and elderly marching through the sodden roads in files of misery and sorrow.
Bidermann’s memoir, subtitled: A German Soldier’s Memoir of the Eastern Front is at turns heartbreaking and unsentimental. Bidermann is no fan of the Greatest War Lord of All Time in brown, as the soldiers referred to Hitler, yet he’s still expected to die for him. A close-up view of the squalor, valour, starvation, and sheer thankless hell of fighting a losing war.
