Friendship or FURY

Wardaddy awoke from am slumber that had seemed to last for a very long time, he felt dizzy and his stomach was churny from what he had seen during those times of war in practically a steel coffin/death trap.he couldn't remember what had happened to him or why he was dizzy,but one thing was for sure he had been injured doing whatever it was that he did. He had metal shrapnel in his lower back area and three bullets in his shoulder,leg, and arm.he also felt sad for some reason, as if his friend had died or as if he was at a funeral. Then it all came to him the tank,the war, and his friends. This realization felt like a train was hitting him right this moment, the bullets from the German sniper, the shrapnel from the grenades that supposedly killed him, and his friends that he had known ever since the invasion of Normandy well except for one which was norman. The new recruit straight from the communication barracks, "i wasn't trained to shoot a gun! I was trained to type 60 letters a minute!" He laughed at that thought remembering back when norman wasn't a soldier at all, but if you looked at him now you would've thought he was the toughest Tanker in the entire army. But then he stopped his thoughts and realized he didn't have hands or feet nor boots. It had all been replaced with hooves he then said" I have hooves. I HAVE HOOVES.my god I have hooves!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!