When Trumpets Fade Page #3

and if i find out that one

of them answers the last muster cause

of your yellow streak,

I will personally put a bullet

in your brain.

Hey, Sandy!

Hey, hey, hey! There he is!

Hey!

All right! You made it!

Where the hell'd you go,

I looked for you.

I got lost.

I thought you chickened out.

You thought he chickened out, me,

I know he's just a dumb f*** farmer

from Wisconsin.

Am I in trouble?

Hell no, we're still waitin'

for the sergeant.

How'd you get here?

Guy about a mile back in a jeep

just told me to follow the road.

Still don't know why

they sent us in here,

I hear the war's gonna

be over by Christmas.

Who told you that sh*t?

It's talk.

I heard the Krauts got nothin'

but old men and children on the line.

And you believe that?

I'd like to.

How 'bout you, Sandy,

you believe that sh*t

about old men and kids?

I will if you will.

What are these?

How the f*** should we know?

They're called Dragon's Teeth.

Krauts use 'em to stop our tanks.

You're standing on the Siegfried line.

Over there is Germany.

I suggest your remember that.

Let's go. You're with me.

We're goin' to the front.

All right, listen up.

Right over that hill is the front line.

When you're in your foxholes,

the Krauts are gonna be less

than fifty yards away.

This is thin line.

Which means

we're gonna be spaced far apart.

Because in this fog,

you might not see the guy nearest you.

The Krauts are gonna hear us moving

into position,

and they know that you're replacements.

How?

This company lost over

a hundred men last night.

They know we're hurtin' bad,

and they know that we have to try

to bring in replacements today.

The only reason

they're not makin' a push,

is because they're hurtin' too.

They know you guys don't know sh*t.

They're gonna try to use it.

They'll call out to you in English,

they'll try to spook ya.

The main thing you need to do

is keep your sh*t together.

This is the real f***in' deal.

Name.

Huh?

Your name.

Warren.

Last name.

Sanderson.

Sanderson, you're first.

You stay right behind me.

Okay.

I'll be back for each of you,

one at time.

Don't go wandering off now.

I mean it. Stay right in my back pocket.

Let's go.

Keep your f***in' head down!

Move him out.

Sure took your sweet time gettin' here.

Anything notable?

Those f***ing tanks again.

They've been jammin'

their barrels down our throat

from that f***in' high ground

for a week now.

Air Corps can't see 'em,

artillery can't hit 'em.

They better find some way

of knockin' those f***ers out

and I mean fast.

What about the 88s?

They're still out there.

Tanks on our right side,

F***in' Army.

I'll be back, in the morning,

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