Chapter Eighteen – A Shot in the Dark
The lieutenant didn’t give Albert much time to miss his bride. He moved them to another section of the front line and weeks following the wedding were some of the busiest of the war for the tunnellers in Albert’s company, pushing galleries forward towards the German positions and laying explosives.
There was a mad rush to get the work completed by the deadline, which was 03:10 in the morning. They had finished by midnight and then waited. The constant bombardment that had been thundering for days died away, and an ominous silence replaced it.
Albert felt exhausted but he could not sleep, the rest of the company was the same. Occasional machine-g*n fire broke the stillness and then an aeroplane, flying low over the line.
He kept glancing at his watc
