Unfortunately, the weather is of the least concern. Yesterday, my country declared war on France, and today we march to Belgium as a part of the Schlieffen Plan, were to seize Liège. Medical units were ordered to march alongside the soldiers by the Feldsanitätschef. As we sloshed through the mud of the early morning, I wondered what being on the battlefield might entail. I had never been in a warzone before, and the very idea of it terrified me.
Belgium had denied Germany the passage through the country two days ago, and the British government had guaranteed Belgium military support.
We were stuck in the middle of a chain