Sgt. Pauls gripped his Lee-Enfield, now muddied and fatigued by war. On more than one occasion, it had saved his life in the War. He checked his ammunition. HIs face bloodied, sweat trickling down his brows. The trench shook and trembled with the thunderous thunder of the German Panzers. "Looks like this is the end … Continue reading Audere est Facere →