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It's a little exhilarating, in fact, to stand in a trench at last and feel like you're actually part of the war.
Nothing happens, though, and at sunrise they stand down, eat breakfast (the hardest biscuits Davies has ever had in his life, plus jam, nearly-cold porridge, and tea that tastes almost but not quite like he thinks it should), and then Captain Bradford and his second in command pass through the trench again, handing out work and sentry assignments.
They stop in front of Davies and Powell, who both stand to attention. Captain Bradford seems about to say something, then turns to his second in command – Davies now remembers that this officer is another captain, name of Armstrong – who whispers something to him. Davies is offended that his captain doesn't even know his name.
"Mr Davies, Mr Powell," Captain Bradford says, nodding his head at each of them in turn. "You'll be shoring up the trenches for the next few hours with the rest of your platoon. Sergeant Fiske should be right behind me. Mr Morehouse," he adds to the man standing next to Davies, "you've drawn sentry duty."
( How exciting, Morehouse says to Davies after the commanders have walked on. )
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note: i highly doubt a soldier with any sense would actually stick his head above the line of the trench parapet and wave at the barbed wire in the middle of the day, when an enemy sniper could see him well enough to take a potshot at him. just imagine the germans are asleep in that particular section of their trench. also, have some pictures: side view of a trench, trench system diagram, another one, and a soldier napping on the fire step.
Nothing happens, though, and at sunrise they stand down, eat breakfast (the hardest biscuits Davies has ever had in his life, plus jam, nearly-cold porridge, and tea that tastes almost but not quite like he thinks it should), and then Captain Bradford and his second in command pass through the trench again, handing out work and sentry assignments.
They stop in front of Davies and Powell, who both stand to attention. Captain Bradford seems about to say something, then turns to his second in command – Davies now remembers that this officer is another captain, name of Armstrong – who whispers something to him. Davies is offended that his captain doesn't even know his name.
"Mr Davies, Mr Powell," Captain Bradford says, nodding his head at each of them in turn. "You'll be shoring up the trenches for the next few hours with the rest of your platoon. Sergeant Fiske should be right behind me. Mr Morehouse," he adds to the man standing next to Davies, "you've drawn sentry duty."
( How exciting, Morehouse says to Davies after the commanders have walked on. )
words: 2211
total words: 8068
note: i highly doubt a soldier with any sense would actually stick his head above the line of the trench parapet and wave at the barbed wire in the middle of the day, when an enemy sniper could see him well enough to take a potshot at him. just imagine the germans are asleep in that particular section of their trench. also, have some pictures: side view of a trench, trench system diagram, another one, and a soldier napping on the fire step.
