A day in World War Two

Dear Diary,

Today was one of the most terrible days in World War One. The Allied forces were very prepared, and we were taken by surprise. More than sixty percent of my squat mates died in that battle, and we were forced to retreat due to heavy losses. Today, at about six o'clock in the morning, our division attacked the Allied forces in small naval vessels. When we reached the shore, we sneaked into the enemy's territory, and we thought that our enemies were resting. However, nobody was guarding the camp. We rushed into the camp to find that it was actually empty. Our commander said that the enemy had retreated and we rejoiced!

Then, to our horror, we heard sounds around the camp. The next moment, thousands of bullets were shooting at us from all directions! We were surrounded! Our commander told us to counter attack, and we did. Although we outnumbered the allied forces, we were surrounded and our numbers were not an advantage. Our numbers quickly reduced and, seeing that we were bound to be defeated, the commander told us to risk everything and fight our way back to our naval vessels. We just hold our rifles and shot a pathway out, but through the process, many of use were killed. Even our commander was shot on his left arm.

When we reached the shore, we were surprised to find out that our vessels were gone. Things seem to be worse than ever. Our commander told us to swim back to our base, and before we could react, our commander was shot in the head and died. We swam into the sea, but, when we were in to open sea, we saw our naval vessels. At first, I felt a sense of relieve, but after some closer examination of the vessels, we find the allied forces on them! They shot at us once again, but we were unable to retaliate as we were not well trained in shooting from the sea. The vessels blocked our path and when we turned behind, another group of vessels were coming from behind. Just as we felt that we were dead meat, our assistant commander shouted and told us to risk our lives to swim up the vessels and occupy them. We listened to him and climbed up the vessels. Although in the process, many of us were killed, we manage to occupy the vessels and fled to our base before the enemy's vessels came caught up. The vessels chased after us to our base, but, together with the defensive forces, we managed to drive them away.

This war was a huge loss to us, both in men and morale. Ninety percent of our attacking forces were wiped out, leaving only forty percent of our total force left. After this battle, we retreated to the mountains, where our amazing jungle fighting skills and the geographic advantage would protect us from the enemy's attack, and where we could set up an ambush for the impending attack.