Mikhail didn't know or care what the higher-ups were thinking; he was worrying about the mistake he had made.
"Damn it... How did I write my family letter as a battle report? The instructor is going to kill me."
Military confidentiality rules strictly forbid mentioning military operations in family letters.
Violators faced disciplinary confinement at best; and at worst—a military court.
"Mikhail, Mikhail!"
Lieutenant Wolf, the platoon instructor's booming voice and the flapping of the tent canvas happened simultaneously, and Mikhail immediately stood at attention and saluted.
"Lieutenant, what's the matter?"
Feeling guilty, the sergeant carefully inquired. After returning the salute, Lieutenant Wolf coughed and replied:
"Well, Lieutenant Carius has been transported to the rear by a medical train. Tomorrow morning, the new platoon leader will report for duty; be more spirited, everyone!"
"Yes, sir!"
Feeling slightly relieved, more questions popped up.
