Front-line life is hard and harsh, but there reigns only one ancient law, as old as the world: “Kill, or you will be killed.” Your enemy is only a hundred paces away and aims at you. But you know where he is and what needs to be done to him…
In the rear, there’s a completely different, peaceful life. But even there—there is war, and it’s still a front. It’s invisible, yet real blood is spilled. A fifth column carries out the advances it has been given and prides itself on its baseness. Even if they’re not wearing feldgrau, they are still enemies.
And, as it was once said, if the enemy doesn’t surrender, they’re destroyed. And even the “étoile” of the half-light, sold cheaply, and the gang of revolutionaries who carried out an attack on a sanitary train to kidnap the emperor’s daughter…