Tale Of Sarna The Shield Warrior First United Army

Battle part two

Atlanta Command General Jackson's HQ.
General we are on the move Sir!  Atlanta is ours!
The enemy is making a running fight withdrawal!

You sure Major? Yes Sir word is they are headed east maybe Augusta or Columbia. I want the city surrounded and head towards Columbia now! Now Major not yesterday or tomorrow now!
Yes Sir I'll send the word out! Well now! Something to celebrate for a change! Hot damn as he poured a whisky. Throwing it back, I'll see the coast in month or less. I'll show her I know what I'm doing!
Push them hard don't ease up. They'll counter attack. Well just now a tick after midnight.
One March and we are advancing!

                       Army of The Republic

General Grayson's HQ Augusta.  Major any word,
how many we get out? How much in supplies we
loose? Sir men and supplies still filtering in. Atlanta's last word was we've evacuated. Withdrawing towards Augusta. Very well Atlanta isn't important in the long run. Have the line stabilize just west of Augusta. Its late I need rest
Major get our aria Commanders here, want a meeting end of the week. General, think we should
ready ourselves here for an attack? I'll check in the
morning, status reports should be in then. Good night Major. Damn we are so thin over extended!
They could waltz right in, about any where. With
ease. I told them that. No they wouldn't listen, Atlanta where would I go next? Damn get some rest no word no other attacks. I've time to develop a plan.

                                     Skirmish
                              Ford's Plantation

Owens scanned the bridge and surrounding aria.
Smiling well just the standard watch, no few extra
other side of the bridge. Think we have them out numbered. Thinking hold till relieved how long is that. One two days, fifty men can't hold out long.
Bright flashes few explosions near Georgetown. Martin got it done, I hope.

Meyer and his lot, I wanted them to hold off.
He wouldn't I should hear that soon. Two in the morning, I'd say about now or maybe half hour.
I'll hear the mines in the distance. That Artillery
is getting closer, best get this done they'll need the
bridge. Lets hope we can hold it. He could just see where the men hid on the other side. Sending fifteen over and the fifteen on this side. He held twenty in reserve with him. Take the bridge hold it
till they crossed blow it if The Republic tried to cross in force. Least the Resistance managed to get
him a Martin gun few thousand rounds. That would help. Owens whispered we move up now.
Get closer to support them crawling forward he felt the coolness of the ground damp from the dew.

Whispering we're close enough, once it starts we move only when I say. Bright flashes booms off in the distance mines going off. Bang bang they've been spotted, damn we only needed a few more minutes. Owens stood, yelling get them boys!
Charging bayonets fixed Owens heard yells around
him, belts squeaking cartridge cases bouncing.
The thud of eighty two feet hitting the ground.
Only fifty yards, why haven't they heard us?

Dear God! I'm going to die! Jumping over a dead body. Owens left shoulder flung back he heard a thud. Shoving his bayonet into the back of a man
he pulled the trigger blood sprayed across him.
Butt stroking one next to him, he heard a loud snapping noise. Owens stepped left moving to get
clear of the tight space. Blocking a swing with his rifle. He felt the vibration in his hands, knocking him to the ground. He fought to keep the bayonet
end up and in front of him. Driving the rifle up just as the butt came down at him. Is foes eyes looked down at him as the bayonet pierced his gut.

The butt of the rifle slammed the ground just as he turned his head away. Terror filled the mans eyes
he heard a groan a gurgling noise. Owens rolled over letting the man fall pulling the rifle away.
Slipping as he stood he heard shouts it over!
We've got the Bridge! Shaking his head looking around quiet! Set up a perimeter! Ted get that Martin gun down here! Get rid of these dead, how
many we loose? Ted shouted Mike you and Billy
get the Martin! I'll get us count! Joe set up the perimeter! Mister Owens you hurt?