If Semmler’s diary may at times seem to dwell overlong on his meals and billeting arrangements, it is because it faithfully reflects the concerns of the ordinary non-front-line soldier. Had he been a tanker or a panzergrenadier, doubtless he would have had more pressing concerns to worry about. Even so, from the perspective of a predictor operator, he charts the battle’s course, its descent from initial euphoria to desperate attempts to escape the tightening encirclement: on the 24th December, increased Allied air activity; the first shortages of ammunition; 6th January, withdrawal announced; 14th January, rumours of being surrounded; 16th January, front-line employment as a Kampfgruppe to confront tanks; 18 January, 20 men assigned to infantry use (always a bad sign), and only returning on the 24th; finally, on the 27th, the main battle line only 1.5km away, further preparations for a defensive role as infantry.
What is far more important is what is not even hinted at: capitulation, desertion, malingering. The undemonstrative, unassuming Semmler, like thousands of his comrades in field-grey, faced ever more clearly with defeat and the unconditional surrender demanded by the Allies, was at all times ready to do his duty. In a situation in which other armies simply fled or collapsed, the German Armed Forces of World War II, not least the Waffen-SS, proved to be extraordinarily tough opponents to the end.