"We beat her on the t**s with a stick, clobbered her on the a*** with a pistol, then all eight of us f***** her, then we threw her outside and shot at her. And as she lay there, we threw grenades at her. Every time one of them landed near her body, she screamed."
BRUNS: "The trenches were 24 metres long and roughly three metres wide. They had to lie like sardines in a tin, heads towards the middle. Above, six machine gunners delivered the neck-shots.
"When I arrived, the trenches were pretty full already and the living had to lie on top before they got the neck-shot. They were all arranged beautifully so not too much space was wasted. They had already been robbed before they got here. On this Sunday I saw a half-kilometre-long queue shuffling forward step by step, the line-up for death. As they got nearer, they saw what awaited them. Around about here they had to give up their suitcases and their sacks of valuables. A little further on, they had to strip, and they could only keep on a shirt or a slip. They were mostly women and children, not much older than two."
PILOT: "It became a need in me to drop bombs. It tingles me, gives me a fine feeling. Just as beautiful, in fact, as shooting at someone."
SOLM: "We knew there were kiddies on board before the tinfish were fired. We bagged a kiddie ship! Six thousand tons. We heard on the radio what was on board. No one survived."
Γνωρίζαμε ότι υπήρχαν πιτσιρίκια στο πλοίο προτού του ρίξουμε. Θάψαμε ένα παιδικό πλοίο! 6000 τόνοι. Ακούσαμε στον ασύρματο τί κουβαλούσε. Κανείς δεν επέζησε."
KEHRLE: "In Russia, when one us went down, we didn't need a lieutenant giving the orders, telling us what to do. Pistols out, women and children, everything you saw... cleansed."
KNEIPP: "With us, one time, a partisan band had overrun a convoy of our wounded. They offed everyone. Half-an-hour later they were caught near Novgorod. They were brought into a sandpit and then, from all sides, we let rip with machine guns and pistols."
KEHRLE: "That was too good for them. They deserved to die slowly, not to be killed by shooting!"
AUGUST 14, 1944 A man named Zotloet-erer tells his friend Weber about action in France.
ZOTLOETERER: "I shot a Frenchman from behind as he was riding his bike."
"Πυροβόλησα ένα Γάλλο από πίσω καθώς έκανε ποδήλατο"
WEBER: "Did he want to take you prisoner?" Ήθελε να σε συλλάβει;"
ZOTLOETERER: "Naah, I wanted his bike!" "Μπααα, το ποδήλατο ήθελα!"
JANUARY 5, 1945 Luftwaffe Oberleutnant Hans Hartigs is from a fighter squadron shot down by a spitfire. He reveals his favourite targets...
HARTIGS: "I used to shoot at everything. We liked to go for women pushing prams, often with children at their sides. It was a kind of sport really."
FEBRUARY 2, 1945 Sergeant Mueller is talking to his friend Fausst.
MEULLER: "When I was in Taganrog, I remember there were wonderful cinemas and beautiful beach cafes. You saw nothing but women."
FAUSST: "Oh, you b*****d!"
MUELLER: "They were working to repair things, these drop-dead gorgeous girls. We simply drove by them, tore them into the car, lay them down, s****ed them and then chucked them out when we had finished. Man, did they curse us!"
Το βιβλίο κυκλοφόρησε στα αγγλικά.
Η ιστορία έχει πολλές προεκτάσεις. Διότι η δικαιολογία "Δεν φταίω εγώ. Απλά εντολές εκτελούσα" δεν ανήκει μόνο στο παρελθόν.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο υπάλληλος της εφορίας όταν σου κατάσχει το σπίτι.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο ειδικός φρουρός όταν σε γεμίζει χημικά και σου ρίχνει στο κεφάλι.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο υπάλληλος της ΔΕΗ όταν σου κόβει το ρεύμα.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο υπάλληλος του ΕΟΠΥΥ όταν δεν σου γράφει τα φάρμακα.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο τραπεζοϋπάλληλος όταν σου παίρνει η τράπεζα το σπίτι, το μαγαζί κλπ.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο υπάλληλος του ΔΝΤ, της Τρόικα κλπ.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο τοκογλύφος που σου σπάει τα πόδια για χρέη.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο γιατρός που άφησε τον άνθρωπό σου να ψοφήσει σαν το σκυλί στ'αμπέλι.
Το ίδιο σου λέει ο νεοέλληνας όταν σε παίρνει στο λαιμό του.
Το ίδιο θα σου λέει ο χρυσαυγίτης όταν θα γίνει εμφύλιος.
Το ίδιο θα σου λέει και ο uckας όταν θα σε σφάζει.
"Εγώ εντολές ακολουθώ"... "Εγώ τη δουλειά μου κάνω..."
ΥΓ.: Ξέρετε τί θα σας πει άμα τη αφίξει της η Νέμεσι όταν θα σας στέλνει σε υπερδιαστατική φυλακή σε ξένο ηλιακό σύστημα.... "Εγώ εντολές ακολουθώ!"