The earth beneath their feet had long since morphed into oozing, black mud that sucked at their feet and legs. The pounding of artillery shells, the booming of massive guns, the sharp crack of rifles, and the smell of gunpowder were without pause. Blood-splattered bodies were sprawled on the trenches. The screams of agony and the earth-shattering crashes of shells would be enough to drive even the most stalwart to insanity.…
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There was low-toned talk among the troops. The officers were impatient and snappy, their countenances clouded with the tales of misfortune. The troops, sifting through the forest, were sullen. In the youth's company once a man's laugh rang out. A dozen soldiers turned their faces quickly toward him and frowned with vague displeasure.…
After the Revolutionary War, Napoleon became a French general and was now in charge of the Italian military. He is currently meeting with the man who was in charge of the Italians before, but has now been demoted to lieutenant. “Good morning, General Napoleon. Your new Italian soldiers have been awaiting your arrival in the barracks. I hope you are satisfied with the army,” The Italian Lieutenant said nervously.…
Bullets whizzed overhead hell-bent on hitting their targets. James pressed himself against the mud wall of the trench, as if by doing so it would take him away from the corner of hell that his old naive self had willingly entered. Allied planes tore through the open sky with kamikazes right on their tails. Gaping holes left in the ground by heavy artillery were full with stagnant water and the rotting corpses of dead soldiers, their weapons bent and rusted displaying a haunting past that time wouldn't forget.…
Miles beyond from the village, regions away. A fierce battle rages between two great armies uder the light of dawn. For many years has this quarrel faced a stalemate, in the end, the casualties are always immense, lives are are lost, and souls are left roaming the land of their demise. The lord of the kingdom Kordan.…
BROOKLYN, NEW YORK 1942 Steve sat quietly, hands tucked in his lap in the poorly-lit theater. For about 20 minutes, the white sheet had broadcasted war propaganda: little boys pulling dirty red wagons missing wheels, collecting scraps of metal for the war effort, soldiers hiding in ditches, clutching helmets to their heads and rifles to their chests, the sound of bombs exploding and tanks firing seemingly unnecessarily loud in Steve’s ears. A booming voice described the terrors soldiers faced in the battlefield, and it was so graphic and in so much detail that Steve felt he was there to fight with them. He almost forgot what he went there to see in the first place. Steve was mesmerized by the scene, like the way unwanted tears swell up in…
I am sure you have received various postcards and letters from me before. I am currently writing this while I hide from the Germans in our dug out. I am fine. Unfortunately, I cannot tell you about the ongoing events because letters are going to be censored, as they are very strict. Germans are constantly shelling us, sometimes during the day, and sometimes during the night.…
My dear mother, Just a few lines to tell you of my current state. I am in the hospital, but no need to worry. I am recovering from a minor injury. I may not be returning home anytime soon. The weather here is rather rainy.…
Dear cousin Maeve, (History and Geography) I heard the news about the Lusitania and how it sank on the seventh of May, and I know it happened near the other side of Ireland, how are the people reacting back home in Mayo? Also, how is Aunt Kathy? I, on the other hand, am not doing as well. I have news that makes me feel sick every time I think about it.…
On Monday night about 8 o'clock, I reached the guard, about 100 people passed it and went towards the custom house where the king's money is lodged. They immediately surrounded the sentry posted there, and with clubs and other weapons threatened to execute their vengeance on him. I was soon informed by a townsman their intention was to carry off the soldier from his post and murder him. I immediately sent a non-commissioned officer and 12 men to protect both the sentry and the king's money, and very soon followed myself to prevent, if possible, all disorder. Nay, so far was I from intending the death of any person that I suffered the troops to go to the spot where the unhappy affair took place without any loading in their pieces; nor did I ever give orders for loading them.…
It was October 5th, 1945. The war had just begun. Dust was flying all over the area, making it hard to see for the soldiers. Bombs were flying, no one knew where to go, everyone yelling, stay down, stay under cover. Soldiers losing their friends hoping to get out alive with loved ones worrying at home.…
Tomasz soon finds out what the second day of captivity brings. His first task every morning is to assemble for roll call along with everyone else. He has no idea what this means but he learned quickly. He just follows everyone else. Every day, sometimes several times daily, the roll call is conducted in the massive open courtyard in the center of camp.…
I'm miserable. I have not recorded anything for a time, despite making an attempt to avoid wasting what is left of my time in this wretched trench. Some nights back a cloudburst happened which left both sides basically fallen. As luck would have it did not hurt anyone but creating it very difficult to fight. Nowadays I think of these trenches as holding cells for prisoners, the site I am guaranteed to spend the remaining months of my life in until i am eventually exhausted and then we are killed like some pack of mice in laboratory experimentation.…
A couple days, I was excited. The adrenaline pumped through my vines when I got on the bus to go to training camp. There was laughter and chatter on the bus, abuzz with excitement. I could sense the mood, everybody was eager and thrilled to be playing such a big role. I had a big smile plastered on my face as I was headed to Camp Val Cartier in Québec.…