Years ago when first stationed in Germany I had a neighbor who was a German soldier in Normandy on D Day. He was at one of the British beaches. Like the scene where the German officer looks out from his bunker, he told me that he saw a solid wall of ships from one end of the horizon to another coming straight for him. He also talked about how scared he was. Didn’t really say much else. Two weeks later he was a prisoner of the British, where he learned to speak English.
In other words, he was a Nazi...