Topic: World War I - the Trenches
The artillery knocked English Sargent Edgar Porter off his ledge, and down into the trench along with the sand bags he was setting up for the unit's sniper. He covered up his head as soon as he hit the bottom of the trench, which was not but two foot from the ledge he was standing on. As soon as the artillery stopped a voice yelled out, "Gas!"
Edgar scrambled to get his gas mask out of his pocket. He fumble with the straps, and finally after what seemed like forever he felt the gas masks fresh air hit his face.
"I was almost too late," thought Edgar.
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The gas cleared from the air. Now it was time to look for the dead. Edgar stood up and pulled the gas mask off his face, and stuffed it back into his pocket.he walked through the, thin, dirt walled passage, and turned a corner. The trench instantly got two feet deeper. The passage had what looked to be small indentions wall but where really living spaces for the men to sleep in. They were about three foot in the wall of the trench.