They are in the bunker sleeping.Then all of a sudden they hear this giant whistle and then a giant boom. They jump up confused. Quickly they put on their cloths. They grab their weapons and ammo. Then they run out into the trenches. They hear gun fire surrounding them. Then he looks to his left and sees one of his comrades get shot in the chest and falls down. There is so much gun fire he has no time to go check on his comrade. then he looks to the right and sprints to a dirt pile for cover.

He runs from the dirt pile into the trench, jumps down into the trench and sees some of his friends are on the ground. He peeks up over the trench and sees an enemy that shot his teammates. He aims and pulls the trigger. He is out of ammo and whispers "no". He hesitates and grabs his teammates gun that is on the ground and shoots the enemy in the chest.

He whispers "Yes!" to himself. He looks down to his teammate and says "Thanks Pal!" He sprints down into the trench toward the gunfire. He runs by some teammates that have trench foot. Their feet are full of fungus and their skin is peeling off. He stops and says to them "Sorry, our trenches aren't as clean or dry as our enemy's."

He leaves them and runs farther down the trench. Pvt. Rogers runs through puddles, muck, and wet mud. Pvt. Rogers sees tons of rats running away from the gunfire. He says to himself, "these trenches are full of rats, and not just regular rats, big, fat, and covered in mud rats!" Pvt. Rogers continues to run toward the gunfire. It takes about three minutes to run there because the trenches during WW2 were miles long.

When he arrives to the front lines he runs and dives onto a muddy slope. He then slides down becuase it was muddy and wet. "The mud is way worse down here on the front lines, I can barely stand!" he shouts to some of his teammates on the front line. He looks and sees that his teammates are full of mud, "I don't know how they can even see!"