The screenwriters of Unsere Mütter, Unsere Väter ("Generation War" for the Anglophone market) should've based the TV serials entirely on this book instead of making the plot up. I've been waiting for ages for a show from the German side based on a real unit's story à la Band of Brothers, and my top contender has always been Sajer's "The Forgotten Soldier," but now I'm adding this one as well.
Koschorrek's memoir, unlike so many others, doesn't make any attempt at being literary or philosophical, it's neither preachily anti-war nor a grovelling mea culpa manifesto for the crimes of Germany. It's simply a diary-formatted account of a common foot soldier living, fighting, and being repeatedly wounded in the hell that was the Eastern Front, and as such it's extremely brutal at times. It reminded me by moments of the bleak film Stalingrad from 1993, especially because one scene from the film was so strikingly like one in this book (the part were a German infantryman slips in the snow and falls before an advancing Russian T-34 tank and is flattened to death by it, if you're curious). The short chapters give it the feel of an authentic field diary, as if Koschorrek had hurriedly scribbled a few lines every chance he got, though it's not exactly his unedited war diary (he says he lost his initial notes in the front). I liked this style a lot, because sometimes when veterans write their memoirs years later, they narrate stuff as if it were for a novel; which isn't bad, just that it gives the impression that it all comes to you "predigested," to put it somehow, whilst Koschorrek's short-note style gives the impression of it coming raw and unrelenting, although he's writing decades after the war.
It's maybe the best German memoir out there, for this reason and because the author is a simple "grunt." No high rank, no Nazi party line, no discussion of grand strategy and tactics; there's already fine memoirs from the Wehrmacht's top brass for all that, so this is ideal for a feel of the average recruit's experience.