Henry Scofield, barely seventeen, lies about his age as he enlists in the British militia right at the heat of World War II. Assigned to the communication corps, Henry was to navigate and report incoming enemy reinforcements and update the advancing Allies of enemy fortifications. "Blood was all I I could taste, all I smelled and all I saw as I war watched the blood of my brothers trickle from their bodies and run down the earth of the Rhine. Too many to count, and all to suffer a faceless death..."All Rights Reserved