Man at War – Excerpt No. 351

This was not his first time under fire. The man of war rolled as he landed and found his footing quickly. No one was firing, so he reloaded at the expense of blood, before turning the corner leading back to the street.

Two vampires caught sight of him, but hesitated. This was the first sign that the situation shifted in his favour. The tide came rolling in as additional, machine gun fire joined the fray.

Apples were now on station, and Marc suspected that Charlie was not far behind. These detachments left their lines twenty minutes after Duff. They proceeded to hold their position roughly three-hundred yards away within an abandoned trench line. Once they saw the light, it was a race against time.

Canadian Expeditionary Force Captain Marc stands with his back against a brick wall at night, calmly reloading a Webley revolver. Thick smoke pours from the shattered window beside him. He wears a 1915 CEF officer’s peaked cap and khaki tunic with captain’s rank stars. Black-and-white period photograph.

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