Dreyfus got lost in thoughts. A minute ago, he smiled tiredly.
But that doesn't matter. I'm just a soldier, you may understand this feeling.
I've got orders - I'm executing my orders. That's simple, comrade Comissar. Killing civilian, clerk or an officer - no difference
He looked into Comissar's eyes.
After all, I just want to fight for the truth. If something in my life still means for me, it's drumbeat, marches and battles. That's how I've been educated. That's what my life made of.