Action Front by Boyd Cable
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limping and floundering back, and Courtenay, waiting by the machine-gun
in case of another German rush, caught sight of the face of the last man in. "Rawbon!" he said sharply. "Good Lord, man! I'd forgotten--What took you out there?" "Say, Loo-tenant," said Rawbon, panting hard. "There's no crossin' that mud puddle Fry-Pan. They're holding the barricade 'cross there; got loopholes an' shootin' through 'em. Can't we climb out an' over the open an' on top of 'em?" "No good," said Courtenay. "They're sweeping it with maxims. Listen!" Up to then Rawbon had heeded nothing above the level of the trench and the hollow but now he could hear the steady roar of rifle and maxim fire, and the constant whistle of bullets streaming overhead. "I must rally another crowd and try'n' rush it," said Courtenay. "Stand ready with that maxim there. I won't be long." "I've got a box of bombs here, sir," said a man behind him. Courtenay turned sharply. "Good," he said. "But no--it's too far to throw them." "I think I could just about fetch it, sir," said the man. "All right," said Courtenay. "Try it while I get some men together." |
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