Truth be told he thought that their mission was unnecessary. What were the odds that the Americans would attack them there? They had the larger force, but that was their sole advantage. However he knew that he was in no position to be arguing his orders. He fired his rifle at the few Americans who chose to stay and fight. As he stopped to reload he saw something in the corner of his eye. He saw an officer’s horse get shot out from underneath him, and buck the officer. As things began to cool down captain Walter addressed him. “Corporal, go see if that officer is still alive. He could be a valuable prisoner.”
“Yes sir!" Patrick woke up with the worst headache of his life. Well, he thought, maybe the second worst. He could vividly remember a night in Germany that he tried to outdrink one of the German officers, and the hangover that ensued the following morning was crippling. He dragged his body away from his dead horse, and tried to clear his head. His mind was a jumbled mess of random thoughts and pain. As he lay there he heard someone approaching. He raised his pistol in their direction. As he did he saw more vividly a german soldier raising a rifle in turn. “Lower your weapon!” said the soldier. “You speak