Fire. Barbus A.

The trench nightmare of the First World War. The hopeless horror of the imperialist massacre. A terrible prose of war - everyone can die, except that the author will survive. Here is the advanced, and vacations, and wait in the villages, and the dressing point, and digging trenches. People live and die, but the war goes. The barbus dreamed that this war would become the last, calling people to forgetfulness machines, did not really believe that people would stop organizedly kill each other.