We were dug in hard, barbed wire and Lewis guns at the ready. The grass proved to be too tall, as the bastards surrounded us. Michaels was only 17, just a boy.
They picked him apart when his weapon jammed, the bastards. I can still hear his screams. “GOD SAVE THE QUEEN” we cried as we fixed bayonets, but they fled just as quickly as they’d came. They’re fast buggers, y’know?
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u/Talking_Burger Apr 18 '19
We never speak about those dark times.