7 Minutes Of War
It's over the hill and the countdown begins. Men fall and fall, but you advance because you were told to. Turning back would be cowardly. And unsafe. Fall to your knees now from the push of stumbling men and the pull of gravity. Use bodies to defend from incoming shells and shrapnel. Crawl and crawl and crawl.
Target is not in sight, but somewhere up ahead. 'Fifty yards! , ' sergeant’s British-laced voice echoes in your head. 'Just fifty! ' And fifty years to get there, too. Mo