I do not own Killzone or anything associated with the franchise. This is my own part in which I have made up.
The trenches when muddy from rain that has been pounding on own roofs for weeks. Troops slowly stumble out of their bunks to get ready for what today brings.
The captain's and Sargent's hovering over a table, mapping the sounding areas. It must be hell for some people to withstand what the higher ups do.
I walk into the mess hall where others have gathered for food water and warmth.
The higher ups get better rations and supplies and, we privates are left with nothing but scrap and junk.
In a second all I hear is ring,ring,ring and to my left am surprised by a hole that had token place of the trench wall and make my way to the commander's office fast.
