Captain
Carman gasped as he saw a small black spherical object land in the yard outside
the barn doors. “Cover,” he bawled, dropping to the ground with his hands over
his head. The courtyard dissolved into a volcano of orange and red, clumps of
earth and broken paving stones hurtling skyward, then cascading back to the
ground. A clap of thunder rolled around the farmyard. His ears ringing, Captain
Carman looked up. Through the swirls of smoke and dust, his men were
still in positions some the worse for wear. The
Captain signalled to the Bren-gunners and a torrent of .303 bullets poured
intothe barn.
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