Post by Denis Livkoskie on Dec 20, 2012 0:33:04 GMT
Denis sat next to his foxhole staring nowhere in particular. Staring at his boots, he had been told to watch the forward flank from 4am to 7am, one of the harder hours to have due to him getting up at 4am.
When it came to be around 7 o'clock, he got out of the foxhole, and saw his comrade, who was looking across the open plain for movement, but he saw none. Seeing none, Denis walked to his commanding officer and told him he saw nothing but flowing grass and still plains. He finally walked over to his comrades, who were at the fire making coffee. One of the younger men who was a Private, held up a tin to Denis. "Thank you comrade," he said in a raspy voice. Denis had taken a seat where he guessed his comrade in the foxhole had previously sat.
The camp was more quiet than anything else. There were small conversations, one of which was right by the fire. There were two Privates talking about what it would be like to be on the front line, and how in the heat of battle they would rise up above everyone and deliver them and everyone else to victory. Denis said "Do you really want to know what it's like to be on the battlefield?" "No," the Privates replied in unison, all the more experienced troops laughing. It was funny but not as funny when one of the sentry had said he saw movement in the field and he was so excited but it was only a cow.
Denis still shook his head half laughing "do you really want to know what it is like out there?" Denis said pointing out toward the sound where they heard explosions and saw light flash's. The two men said plainly "no" and Denis replied " Then let me explain to you two what it's like out there and I'll give you some tips on how not to die in the first few seconds of the fight. Number 1, Keep your head down, Rule 2, never do a full blown sprint you'll be torn apart either by a MG42 or a MP40 and one more and hopefully you'll be smart enough to find the rest out Never and I mean never keep running when you hear a large whistling coming towards you it means there artillery now I hope you will at least survive your first skirmish." The three men looked evenly at each other and the two privates said " thank you for the words of advice" and the camp was all quite again.
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When it came to be around 7 o'clock, he got out of the foxhole, and saw his comrade, who was looking across the open plain for movement, but he saw none. Seeing none, Denis walked to his commanding officer and told him he saw nothing but flowing grass and still plains. He finally walked over to his comrades, who were at the fire making coffee. One of the younger men who was a Private, held up a tin to Denis. "Thank you comrade," he said in a raspy voice. Denis had taken a seat where he guessed his comrade in the foxhole had previously sat.
The camp was more quiet than anything else. There were small conversations, one of which was right by the fire. There were two Privates talking about what it would be like to be on the front line, and how in the heat of battle they would rise up above everyone and deliver them and everyone else to victory. Denis said "Do you really want to know what it's like to be on the battlefield?" "No," the Privates replied in unison, all the more experienced troops laughing. It was funny but not as funny when one of the sentry had said he saw movement in the field and he was so excited but it was only a cow.
Denis still shook his head half laughing "do you really want to know what it is like out there?" Denis said pointing out toward the sound where they heard explosions and saw light flash's. The two men said plainly "no" and Denis replied " Then let me explain to you two what it's like out there and I'll give you some tips on how not to die in the first few seconds of the fight. Number 1, Keep your head down, Rule 2, never do a full blown sprint you'll be torn apart either by a MG42 or a MP40 and one more and hopefully you'll be smart enough to find the rest out Never and I mean never keep running when you hear a large whistling coming towards you it means there artillery now I hope you will at least survive your first skirmish." The three men looked evenly at each other and the two privates said " thank you for the words of advice" and the camp was all quite again.
(OCC any Russian troop is welcome to post here
)