Speculating world from the respective of WW2 survivors, whether their British,Russian, American, German, or even people who had been caught up in the war. The challenges and nerve that the men faced was exciting as it was nerve wrecking. One would feel the oppression. The freezing of nerves as the book takes you to force march hundreds of miles long. The stark chill of the coming winter, as the Ally prisoner of war begin the what soon will be call the death march.
The interactions between peers become relevant to survivors, where a man would sacrifice his life to get a bit of white cream for a sick patient. A friend who is dying slowly but faster than him. The sick feeling of surviving was stronger than the sweet freedom, as the chances of escape dissipate as POW begin dying. The fear of liberation and the cruelty of men who are subjected to fear. The joy of return, the joy of living. The acts valor are plentiful, even if the act was a simple as remain quiet. Their joy becomes your joy, their fears are your fears. their hopes, is your hopes. The captivation exercise lack no emotion; lacks no understanding, there things that do not need words to be understood.
In time, you'll understand that is no shame for POW. Their is only shame upon desertion.