March Battalion

Danger was forgotten, death was forgotten, the war was forgotten. They only knew they had to kill. . . The figures in khaki were no longer soldiers, no longer men.

Sven Hassel and his comrades are once more hurled into the ferocity of the frontline.

The Eastern Front is a sight of unprecedented destruction. The soldiers there - the tank battalions of Hitler's penal regiments - are considered expendable by the German high command.

Treated like animals, they learn to live like animals, to fight like beasts. The only other option is to die a bloody death. . .

This is a gripping testament to the soldiers sacrificed on the Russian Front.