Left, Right, Left, Right. It was the same thing everyday for the German, listening to his boots crunch in the dirt or snow depending on the seasons. Standing firm and tall it seemed he was unbreakable. That's why he was usually sent out into battle but for some odd reason his boss, Hitler, decided to make him work at the concentrate camp. Maybe it was some sort of odd break. He wouldn't have to run around as much. At least he didn't think so.

Ludwig stopped his jog with his other comrades, after this he left and went to his apartment to get his things and drive off into the night to the next German base. Gripping the stirring wheel he turned lightly into the base and signed in to his apartment.

The German dropped his luggage onto the floor causing the thump to bounce of the small apartment walls. The place looked run down and not as nice as most of the places he stayed at but he could deal. The German's blue eyes slid to the bed that rest near the wall. Flopping on the bed he undid his tie and looked up at the ceiling, squinting and staring into space. Turning on his side he fell asleep wondering what his new job would be like.