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The next day ''(26 Oct 1941)''<ref>calculated back from the following day [[1941/Oktober/27/en|(2th)]]</ref> it rains again. Sluggishly, the long and ragged march block rolls along the multi-tracked paths. The men have hung up their shelter halves like ponchos for rain protection and trudge laboriously through the mud. Their boots are packed with thick, misshapen clods of earth. They look like elephants’ feet. After all, everything goes smoothly on this day, at least on the march. For this, our quartering place is already occupied by a Hungarian unit. They didn’t want to march on in the rain. We are simply stuffed in between them. I spend the night with my entire platoon in one room. 20 men in a tiny room! We lie on the floor like oil sardines in a can. Poor German infantryman! After the exhausting march during the day, such a night’s rest! Gas mask and haversack serve as feather pillows, and the damp coat as a down duvet. Of course, we can’t even think of taking off our clothes, likewise we spare washing ourselves. We are wet enough.
 
The next day ''(26 Oct 1941)''<ref>calculated back from the following day [[1941/Oktober/27/en|(2th)]]</ref> it rains again. Sluggishly, the long and ragged march block rolls along the multi-tracked paths. The men have hung up their shelter halves like ponchos for rain protection and trudge laboriously through the mud. Their boots are packed with thick, misshapen clods of earth. They look like elephants’ feet. After all, everything goes smoothly on this day, at least on the march. For this, our quartering place is already occupied by a Hungarian unit. They didn’t want to march on in the rain. We are simply stuffed in between them. I spend the night with my entire platoon in one room. 20 men in a tiny room! We lie on the floor like oil sardines in a can. Poor German infantryman! After the exhausting march during the day, such a night’s rest! Gas mask and haversack serve as feather pillows, and the damp coat as a down duvet. Of course, we can’t even think of taking off our clothes, likewise we spare washing ourselves. We are wet enough.
  

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The next day (26 Oct 1941)[1] it rains again. Sluggishly, the long and ragged march block rolls along the multi-tracked paths. The men have hung up their shelter halves like ponchos for rain protection and trudge laboriously through the mud. Their boots are packed with thick, misshapen clods of earth. They look like elephants’ feet. After all, everything goes smoothly on this day, at least on the march. For this, our quartering place is already occupied by a Hungarian unit. They didn’t want to march on in the rain. We are simply stuffed in between them. I spend the night with my entire platoon in one room. 20 men in a tiny room! We lie on the floor like oil sardines in a can. Poor German infantryman! After the exhausting march during the day, such a night’s rest! Gas mask and haversack serve as feather pillows, and the damp coat as a down duvet. Of course, we can’t even think of taking off our clothes, likewise we spare washing ourselves. We are wet enough.


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  1. calculated back from the following day (2th)