The End

A saw mill near to be put back into operation to produce fabrics. Before my last replacement, I was with used a machine gun to support an attack on our right section of the regiment. The enemy trench, which is about 30 yards from us, is bombed by our two field guns from the flank for a while. In addition, pioneers in 2 places have undermined the enemy trench. Still 1 hour before the demolition exchanged friend and foe by throwing over of cigarette packs, cigars and cigarettes out. “Merci comrade” the French call over for such exchange business to us. Our pioneers make the explosions at the appointed time.

This is the prelude to the attack for our infantry. Succeeds only on the right wing, reaching the enemy trench, and left the line under heavy losses must be withdrawn. By a train, only 9 men come back, are all other dead or wounded between the positions and can not be recovered. All night attempts are made to bring in the people, unfortunately this succeeds only in part and again at a loss. The poor fellow have the half Night shouted and again by the shooting nor wounded times have been. Morning we have heard still a faint whimper, probably went to the end of most. Despite the shame of our unfortunate comrades, one sang a song in the French trenches. So a rawness.

The right wing was now hanging in the air and was separated from the French only by a sandbag wall. A fierce hand grenade battle raged mainly at night at this point, that as quickly as possible a new trench of prevention needs to be vorsappiert. This takes a few days until the position is once again going through. (36) on the French hand grenades, old wire pens and other pieces of iron wire are bound to to increase the effectiveness.