Man at War – Excerpt No. 116

4 January 2026

The two other groups were approaching the redoubt. Craters and debris made the terrain treacherous, but the waning gibbous provided more than enough illumination.

Murphy wanted to plan the attack for last night, but Marc steered him away without divulging the why. Vampires are never out in the open in the full moon for no reason.

Predictably they were flanking their objective, enabling them to use enfilading fire if needed. That tactic worked well for them their last time out.

“Now if I was the enemy,” Marc whispered. “Where would I be hiding?”

a cinematic photo of a bird's eye view of British soldiers in worn trench coats and helmets approaching a heavily fortified redoubt under the light of a full moon, over a war-torn terrain with shattered trees and rubble-filled trenches, the scene and clothing appropriate for 1915 during The Great War at night, with a muted color palette and deep shadows, captured in a photography style reminiscent of the era.

Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.