Screaming Eagles (The Front, Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
What do we do, sir?” Tramble screamed. Coley considered sinking into his hole and calling it quits. The problem was that it wasn’t in him to give up. Still, with the mounting horror, it would be a fitting way to call it a day. He and his men had been stuck in the snow for days. Then they’d faced several assaults and managed to turn back the German advances. But just when they’d been preparing for another one, the rules had changed. Now they were faced with something unspeakable: German soldiers who could take multiple rounds to the body and still get up and trudge up the hill. Even in normal clothing and with knee-high boots, the snow was a hindrance. The men coming at them shrugged off the cold and ignored the freeze. They slogged upward and closed on the line of dugouts. His men were down to their last few clips and magazines. The .50 cal had been silenced, and the .30 cal was out of ammo. The mortar team had dropped their last round. Soon the men would be fighting with bayonets and knives.
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