Author's Note:

Decided to add one more chapter because it's important 8)

JOSEPH LIEBGOTT

"Liebgott!" Winters called.

Joe stood, still in awe, at how inhumanly a person could treat another human being, all because of their race. "Yes sir?"

Richard Winter's face was solemn. "Liebgott, listen to this man."

The man, who was filled with grief, said, "These people are starving, so we can't feed them. They'll eat themselves to death. We have to keep them here, to monitor their health and food."

Liebgott stood in awe. He had to tell them what? "You mean, lock them up again? How am I supposed to tell them that?"

"He's a Jew," Winters muttered to the man.

"You have too," the doctor said quietly.

Liebgott groaned. Why him? With a tristful sigh, Liebgott stood on one of their carts. "Attention!" he yelled. "Attention!" he said, his voice getting weaker. "We have to keep you-"

Angry shouts interrupted Liebgott's desperate cries. "We have to keep you here, we are going to help you!"

Discouraged and frustrated, Joseph sat down, with his head in his hands, unable to speak.

WEBB

"Shut up!" Webb ordered the German baker for the thousandth time. Angry at everything he had just seen, Easy Company was mercilessly robbing bakers to feed the prisoners. The thievery brought a clamor, but Easy was just focused on feeding the Jews.

The baker was screaming in German, a language he didn't understand.

"I said shut up!" Webb barked. Tired of the German, Webb pulled out his gun and held it at the baker's forehead. "Did you smell the stench?"

The baker shivered, and shook his head wildly.

"Webb! He said he doesn't know!" Liebgott yelled at him.

"You-" Webb started, filled with malice before putting the pistol away and leaving.

ELSA

She was now a widow, and didn't know if this was a good or bad thing. The Allies had brutally shot her husband, and Kotler. Kotler was an evil man, therefore Elsa thought basically nothing of his death. But Ralf, Ralf was the father of her children.

LIEBGOTT

Joe glanced around the deadly camp. Richard Winters had told them there was a camp, ten times as big as this one that Russians had liberated. He also added every able-bodied German would be working tomorrow, cleaning up the corpses.

The Lord was their protector, he would help Joseph forgive his enemies, for the ways they made his people perish.