Alright men we aren't in this trench just to get our knickers wet. Go show Fritz where he can shove his bloody schnitzel. FOR QUEEN AND COUNTRY LADS!!! OVER THE SIDE!
0-3: shot as you jump out of the trench 4: Tangled in barbed wire in no man's land 5-6: shot by Jerry as you charge their trench 7-9: bayonet 2 Germans before hit with a shovel Dubs: Hit them with the flame thrower Trips: Destroy them with your Mark V tank Quads: turn 360 degrees and call in artillery
Shellshocked and screaming under my gasmask like the german bastard I am as I'm sitting behind my 08/15, machinegunning wave after wave of hapless chaps of the other side while my kamerad gets the gas ready for deployment. My trenchfoot is killing me while the empty stomach tries to eat itself. Haven't seen fresh clothes for months, didn't slept longer as an hour for weeks. Seen all my school mates who enlisted with me getting killed by artillery, sniper fire or catching a bayonet. I watch in horror as my ammo belt goes dry and there is no end to tommies running at me. I grasp my trusty spade. GOTT MIT UNS!