Company commander: "No! I can't risk losing both the most experienced sergeant and the second most experienced at the same time. If those damn Anteans break through, we'll need your experience!"
Andreas raised his hand: "Let me go, my home is just a few hundred kilometers away in the mountains, connected to the Carpathians, part of the same mountain range. I'm more familiar with mountain warfare."
The company commander looked Andreas over, then patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, immediately head to the quartermaster to get your gear, and depart in half an hour!"
...
Half an hour later, Andreas looked at the ten infantrymen assembled in front of him.
Everyone had a youthful face.
Andreas asked the tall, thin guy at the front: "How old are you?"
"Eighteen, sergeant."
"Nonsense! You have to go through six months in a labor camp, then train for another six months, you can't be eighteen!"
