We scrambled away from the Japanese fox holes, I turned my head, a Japanese tank was heading towards us, but somewhere one of our anti tank guns banged, the entire turret blew off, a second show blew away the tracks and wheels, the machine gun chattered away, obviously the machine gunner was OK, I also couldn't help notice another garrison of Japanese troops were running towards us, they were also towing a artillery piece, and mortars, rifle fire and machine gun fire ripped up the ground, a shell or mortar pieces suddenly screamed down ahead of us, someone jumped towards the trench, missed, scrabbled to get up, and then ran into it, I wondered whether I would make it, I was so close to the trench.
"GET DOWN!" Some one screamed, a shell screamed into the ground a few meters away from me, I jumped the rest of the way, landed on my side next to a wounded friend,
"Well, we took down twelve of 'em, good start ain't it?"
"Looks like a flesh wound mate." I replied, out anti tank gun fired, would that have any affect? My thoughts was interrupted when someone came flying into the trench, crashed into the opposing wall, and then fell limply onto the ground, I checked his pulse, I then rolled him over, grimaced, and quickly rolled him back over so his unseeing eyes could stare at the sky, I got up, and fired a few rounds at ome Japanese who had come too close for comfort.