I've been staring at it for days, and the Krauts in that damn town on the horizon were staring back at us. We all knew that no matter how bad the fighting was, when we got to Carentan it would be worse. With only seven of us left, I'm trying not to ask myself how many more will die today. I guess no one ever said war would be easy. If they had, there would probably be a lot more wars.