“Going home…yesyesyes…HEY I KNOW, how about you returning to the people you love you just die horribly after freezing, starving, getting raped by your fellow soldiers and getting shot by your own because you finally broke and tried to bolt? Oh sorry, that was rhetorical, we shackled you during my spiel, now on the bus bullet sponge. I would say see you, but it’s doubtful anyone will…”