I awoke with a sudden jolt, cold sweat pouring down my face, I was screaming,"JOHN!"shouted steve in fear,"HEY, HEY, HEY YOURE AWAKE YOU SIILY CUNT, ITS JUST A DREAM! Its just a dream John" i was breathing with sharp inhales and finally caught my breath, "Im alright mate, really i am"I got up and put on my helmet and grabbed my rifle, I walked out into the foggy, rainy, cold and wet Morning of The "Beautiful French Front" I made my way down the line to the canteen area,"Jesus mother of God, Slow down john,"said steve as he caught up to me,"Catch up mate, those german Cannons wont be asleep for long,"i pushed him infront of me so that he could move faster,"PRIVATE JOHNATHAN CONNOLLY OF THE 101ST RIFLE REGIMENT, STAND FAST!!" Shouted Seargent Birmingham, "I saw you with that mace yesterday young navie, youre a bloody babarian you are, we're lucky to have you," i looked at him with shock,"Why should i get congratulated for killing men barely old enough to have a bloody tot of whiskey, i will not accept any-","oh shut up ya twot, youre now my corpral, heres your whistle and your new officers stripes"he handed me the objects and i reluctantly received them, "STRAFFE RUN, GET COVER!!!!!!!!!" Shouted an MG08 gunner, i dove under a wooden standing gunner, the Fokker t1 flew over and filled the trenches with rounds i looked up and ushered my brother william to me"WILLIAM GET DOWN!!!!" I shouted "HOLD ON I....AAAAAHHHHHH", "NOOO, WILLIAM!!!! I shouted, William was standing there lifelessly jigling as the bullets soured through his flesh, his blood splattered onto me, I ran to him and held him in my arms,"NOOOOOO, WILLIAM WAKE UP, WAKE UP YOU CUNT, WAKE UP , HAYYY LOOK AT ME,STRETCHER BEARER!!!!!!" I shouted crying, the medic ran to me and checked him,"Im sorry mate, he's gone now" said the medic, i looked at william, remembering all the best times i had with him, His deep blue eyes now looking up at the sky lifelessly and i let go of him,"It will be alright mate its gonna be-" "NO ITS NOT, THOSE KRAUTZ SONS OF....AAARGG!!!" I ran to the edge of the firing line and climbed up the ladder,"FIX BAYONETS MEN, FOLLOW THE HOUND!!!!!" Shouted the Australians, i blew the whitsle and the war cry whaled,"OVER THE TOP MEN, DEATH TO THE KRAUTZ!!!!!!!" I climbed to the top and we heard the German maxins firing, the British regulars fell lifelessly as they shot and the artillery started pounding, I ran and Seargent Birmingham followed with atleast fifteen battalions following us, we ran through the barbed wire, diving to craters for cover,"John pin down that sniper behind the sandbags" shouted steve," I started firing up the sandbags and eventually our heavy gunners, the armoured MGO8 gunner walked up and set rounds upon the sandbags, I got up and turned around seeing Birmingham slip, "JOHN HELP ME!!!"he fell into a hole and as i got there i saw him impaled by many metal shards, we had no choice than to run to the Germans, The Krautz started shooting with firing lines and as i got to the edge i impaled a german gunner with the bayonet, i left the rifle and pulled out my revolver and mace, i planted the mace into a rifle mans chest and shot him in his side, i then moved onto the officee and knocked him of his feet and kicked the side of his head in, all the irish and brits poured in killing the germans, i rushed to the flag pole and cut down the German flag. "WEVE WON MEN, LOOK ITS THE HOUND!!!!", i hing up the irish flag and jumped down.
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Lost Souls
ActionThis is a story of John.paul.Connolly he is an Iriah private in a joint British and Irish infantry on the Western Front. John joins the war when his naive brother, William Connolly lied his age to join the fight. will John survive the Horrors of the...