Chapter 29
1015 Hours
November 22, 1942
Rear Guard, Tunisian Task Force
8000 Yards South of Feriana Village,
French Protectorate of Tunisia
Asteady drizzle soaked the three men as they slithered through the muddy North African field in a night as black as Junior Monarch’s heart. Genero, Captain Louis Anton, and Staff Sergeant Taylor crawled from their camouflaged position to the edge of the low ridgeline, located five miles south of the Berber village of Feriana.
Of all the surprises in the last two weeks, the one condition that I did not expect to see was mud. Sand, yes. Rocks, sure. Desert, unquestionably. Heat, of course. But oceans of mud and torrents of rain in a record cold winter! That’s been a total surprise, Phil thought, as he struggled through the mud.
A small community
