The people of the trenches invaded Italy.
A cry of horror rose from Italy.
Veneto was sacked. [...]
In Caporetto, as in every revolution, the populace had its flags. The Ciompi, the derelicts, the rebels, the carnage of the eleven battles, the wastes of all sectors and all the cross-links, abandoned the trenches and threw themselves against the village, rising on the brown helmets and streams of people in gray uniforms, trophies and insignia of the holy and Christian infantry: lace and ankle jackets, loose and lashes, hollowed-out helmets, broken shoes.
- Live the war! Live your homeland! shouted the people of the insurgents on all the streets of Tolmin and Udine. Rich laughs rose every now and then around the miserable and heroic trophies, lined up on the barrels of the rifles and shaken on the heads [...].
All those who feared the wrath and the exasperation of the infantryman had fled, without even thinking about resisting, taking the weapons, after throwing anathemas against the "traitors of the homeland" who no longer wanted to be killed for them.
(Tratto da Curzio Malaparte, Viva Caporetto!, pp.113-115)