Man at War – Excerpt No. 222

“I commend you all for valour in clearing out this nest,” Marc said.

While serious, he was not about to write up a commendation, since that would draw unnecessary attention to what they were doing. That meant he needed to channel le Marquis and get creative.

“Thank you, Sir,” Murphy said.

“Once you’ve cleared the nest, keep a security detail at the entrance and send out periodic patrols.

”That meant they had to burn the ghouls, leaving no traces of the creatures before the burial details arrived. I know that part doesn’t need to be said.

a surreal and vibrant cinematic photo of soldiers dressed in worn and muddy World War I uniforms receiving medals for their valor under the faint moonlight of No Man's Land at night, with a mix of concern and relief etched on their exhausted faces, their skin weathered from months of trenches, surreal photography, photorealistic, film grain, with a shallow depth of field and subtle lens flare, capturing the intensity of the moment in a dreamlike state, the medals gleaming with a soft, golden light, amidst the desolate and barren landscape of the war-torn battlefield.

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.



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