Guns, grenades and gas
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English Coursework It was a bloody day. Guns, grenades, gas. I lay inside this small hole. Praying for a miracle. Please save me. My friends dead or have been taken prisoner. It was a war zone. In the morning, immediately there were gunshots. One man died instantly. He had a wife and two kids. It was a total disaster. All we could do was follow orders, orders that cost thousands of lives. We could have just stayed and fired on the flanks but we were desperate, we knew that not all of us were going to make it alive. We had five minutes to prepare. It was the tensest five minutes of my life; I'll never forget what happened after it. The General was about to order us to march across open fire. All of us knew what was going to happen. Machine guns everywhere, there's only one outcome and that's...


