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As for spies, I never really thought anything.

I simply thought that they had to be spotted and killed.

It was also important to set apart those in good faith from those who were not.

If this woman took some money from the Germans to get our comrades killed,

it meant that there was really not too much good faith there.

They didn’t really have the fascist dogma, working for the regime.

If he’s a fascist to hurt people and is also paid for it, then it’s a double offence.

There was this trail heading up, which turned around a bush.

I see a German walking down with a Tak-Poum (german mashine gun) on his shoulder.

I had my machine gun and I pointed it at him,

so after a couple of steps (the bush wasn’t really very big) he got there and raised his hands.

I took his rifle and he didn’t want to give me his shotgun:

I could have left it to him, keeping him in front of me, but it’s always better to be careful.

I took the gun and I brought him home.

I guess the Germans were really longing for some milk.

My father used to make cheese at home, that type of cheese which is sought-after today while we hated it then because

we had it all the time

and he drank a whole pot of milk.

The pot was on the table in order to make cheese, and he drank it all.

My father stared at him in an admiring way, he had been a prisoner too, but not one bad word against him…