Three days later, the troops set off.
Because the higher-ups hadn't told us their intentions, at first we didn't know we were going to the battlefield. We thought it would be like usual, carrying heavy loads and crossing the river. But as we ran, we felt something was wrong... The column ran for ten kilometers on the highway without stopping, leaving the soldiers completely out of breath, until we rounded a sorghum field and saw a train appear before us...
Trains lined up like infantrymen awaiting inspection, silently blocking the end of the road. Piles of strategic materials were constantly being hoisted from the platform onto the open carriages. Squads of fully armed soldiers boarded the train one after another in the steam and sat down in an orderly fashion. Whistles, shouts, commands
