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The rain comes down hard upon the German troops, making the battefield more muddy than ever before. Corporal Eric von Bunswick, a white haired young German in his early 20s looks over the trench waiting for the impending running and yelling of British troops. One of his friends died as they retreated back into the trench continuing this stalemate, he would cry for him, but he's cried for so much in this war, he has no more tears to shed. getting shot by rifle and machine gun fire and getting shelled by artillery and mortar for him is just another day in this "Great War"

As he looks over the ridge with his rifle, he thought to himself "No one deserves to die here"

This is not my best day. One soldier thought, covered in mud from head to toe. She had been laying in the mud for hours now, waiting for the British troops to make their move already. The only reason she was in this war in the first place was because her father was a Haupt and he needed extra firepower if they had any hope to defeat the British. So he dressed her up as a man and sent her immediately into battle.

Breaking out of her thoughts, the girl glanced around her. It was a little too quiet at the moment, which unnerved her.

(Haupt = Major, and I'm playing Liz with her limbs intact.)

Soon a loud whistling noise can be and someone yelled "INCOMING!!!" And soon the British artillery came crashing down onto the German trench line, puffing out dirt and debris out of the ground. Eric ducked down and prayed not to get hit by one as the shells come crashing down killing men everywhere for a good 30 seconds and then silence. He raises his head and looks forward ahead of him and hears the marching of soldiers feet which soon turned into running and yelling. No orders were needed for this one, Eric started to fire his rifle into the crowd of allied soldiers, ducking as a few shots whizzed by him or fall short in front of him. Soon the German machine gun fire opens up on the advancing British troops making them stop and duck down so they can take out those positions first as they chop through there own ranks.

Getting a split second warning, the girl dove out of the trench and rolled against a large boulder. One of the shells came crashing down in the trench where she had just been, killing the other three soldiers that had been with her. No time for tears. She told herself, grabbing her standard issue Mauser Gewehr. The girl had made a couple unsanctioned modifications to the gun; taking the safety off, increasing the magazine size to seven, and adding a better iron sight to it.

Rolling over onto her stomach, she focused on the British soldiers making their way slowly to the German line. Some had ducked for cover, but others were sneakily trying to use the mass chaos from the shells to sneak past the front lines. Those were the ones she aimed for, loading the 7.92mm rounds into the gun and firing.

Lucky for Eric the remaining machine guns where doing an excellent job in repelling the British advance but a few of them broke through. Lucky for him the last attack made him put his bayonet on his rifle and forgot to take it off so when a the first soldiers got into the trench he shot one and then stabed the other. A couple more got in and one of them pinned up against the trench with the British rifle, as he as pinned he looked into the enemies solider sees and saw the fire inside him as he himself gave the eyes of mercy. He resists the best he could put his counter part was a bit stronger...

(Sorry, searching for shiny absol and didn't realize you responded.)

The British soldiers came down on them hard, shooting anything that moved in the trenches and even around the trenches. The girl continued shooting the allied soldiers, but they soon came too close for her to shoot fast enough. So she took out her two trench knives and crouched in the shadow of the boulder, pouncing on the first two soldiers that passed her. They fought with pisols and knives, the pistol's bullets grazing her arm and side.

(I was thinking, maybe the British could take some POW's so Liz and Kampfer could maybe be captured.)

(Sure why not)

As Eric try's to struggle against his enemy, the British solider gave a little breathing space and then just hit him with the butt of his rifle knocking him out as his comrades retreated out of the trench and head towards there second line of defense. For Eric, everything became fuzz and then black as the screaming of orders and screaming men fade away.

She got a few good stabs in, but even she couldn't keep fighting forever. One of the men went down with one of her trench knives buried in his throat, but she wasn't able to retrieve it without exposing herself. Trying relentlessly to hold off the other two men on her, she never noticed the one that had sneaked behind her. One good hit on the head with the butt of his gun was all it took to bring the girl back down into the mud, and then everything went black.

(Do you want to time skip to where they wake up or shall I?)

(I got it)
Soon Eric woke up, but woke up to the sound of artiellry fire. He realized he was kneeling and his hands were tied behind his back with some kind of rope. His vision slightly blurry he can see someone else was captured, but couldn't make out who it was. He looks forward sees two guards wearing British uniforms and wielding rifles. That was all it took until hit it him that him and whoever was next him were at a British field base, behind the front line. The sound of British field guns shooting slowly woke him up even more. "Ehh..uhh, we're am I?" he said still being groggy and his face slightly in pain as he looks around with squinted eye. As he moved his head, he realized his helmet was off and so his white haired showed.