Weer Vrij: In Flanders fields pt 2After the departure from Antwerp, the 1st Canadian army along with Dutch, Belgian and Polish troops began advancing into the Scheldt, dislodging German resistance along their way. It was slow going and dangerous, as the flooded terrain made off-road movement dangerous for both man and machine, and the Germans hadn’t lost their touch for ambushes.Weer Vrij: In Flanders fields pt 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
But those were things Matthieu couldn’t change from where he was. All he could do was pray for his men and leave the rest to them as he worked to keep those directly under his command safe.
“I can at least do that much.” He thought as he prepared himself for what was ahead.
The trio along with a small group of soldiers crawled silently trough the grass as they made their way towards the small farm house. Located as it was near the road, it was a perfect spot for the Germans to delay the advance… And inflict some terrible losses in the process.
“Bella, you see anything?” he asked, turning to the camouf
Weer Vrij: In Flanders fields pt 1A bright orange sun shined as it’s rays lighted the strikingly beautiful landscape of the Dutch countryside. Fall had set in and the trees, grass and scrubs had all turned color. Birds flew low between the branches, disturbed as they were by the grinding of high-power engines pulling armoured vehicles, transport trucks and the accompanying jeeps.Weer Vrij: In Flanders fields pt 11 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
From where he was sitting, Ludwig could see full well the small dirt road that lead to the village behind him and he watched as the convoy of raw recruits rolled past the dreamy scenery. His back against his jeep stopped on a small hill, he sighed. Duty was calling.
So he got up on his feet, brushed the dirt off his otherwise pristine uniform and turned to overlook the village. The trucks had entered the town square and the soldiers, young and old, were calmly getting out.
“Enjoying the scenery, brüder?”
Ludwig tensed up and did not turn to meet the voice that was speaking to him.
“I was, actually. It’s a sha