Found the audio, eerie doesn’t begin to describe it. Imagine living in a wet, muddy trench, waiting for the shell with your name on it. Brutal…
Long ago I heard a recording of the shelling of that very moment
It was erie to hear it go silent.
Yes, every other hour.
Found the audio, eerie doesn’t begin to describe it.
Imagine living in a wet, muddy trench, waiting for the shell with your name on it.
Brutal…