The noise roused him from unconsciousness, his ears were ringing after the last barrage. All around him lay his friends, comrades frozen in time, forever silent. " Charge! Come on lads one more push and the day is ours." His voice was drowned out by the chatter of machine gun fire.
Very clever flash fiction! Sharp!
ReplyDeleteSuggestion: In your labels call it more precisely flash fiction because that means it uses precisely 50 words!
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