Jah, sure, propaganda was fierce on both sides. But sailors knew very well that on the other side were...sailors like them. With mothers...fathers...daughters...wifes...girlfirend s...sisters and so on, with fears and wishes, with feelings. Naval warfare is an impersonal one...the human tragedies usually remain unknown. Ships fight each other, not men... In the torpedoroom, you don't hear the horror screams of those trapped between the decks, who were infortunate enough not to be killed by the first torpedo. On the bridge of a beautiful destroyer...who cuts the waves at full speed...you also don't see the diformed faces in terror of those drowned and crushed by your depth charges.
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