"Fire!" Lieutenant Alfred called out as the Germans ran over the hills in front of us.
The shots where fired and a few Germans were shot down.
The shots were returned and, thankfully, we didn't loose any men.
The bloke next me was catching grenades that were being thrown from the Germans. He didn't miss one.
The trenches were hot and muddy. It was raining. Pouring! The soldiers were tired and sweaty. We'd had enough. 3 weeks had past from lying around in the trenches.
"Fire!" More shots were fired and more Germans were shot down.
I heard a loud bang noise come from further down. I quickly covered my head to prevent getting my head cut from any debris. I was covered in mud from the explosion. I took a quick look to my right to have a look at the damage. The explosion had damaged until, about, 50 metres down from where I held ground.
I quickly turned back around to face the Germans, to then realise, their sniper was aiming my way.
A/N:
I didn't really know what to write so, I just wrote. I don't really know how to write the start cos I'm writing chapter 1, but from..... I don't now how to explain it. Hope you like it!
