Army Boys in the French Trenches; Or, Hand to Hand Fighting with the EnemyRandall, Homer
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Army Boys in the French Trenches; Or, Hand to Hand Fighting with the Enemy
Randall, Homer
World War, 1914-1918 -- France -- Fiction
"Stick together, fellows," murmured Frank. "Get your rifles ready. We
can't miss at this distance. When I say the word, give them a volley and
make a break for the road. It's our only chance, for they'd surely round
us up in these bushes."
"We're with you, boy," replied Bart, and the little party crouched lower
with their fingers on trigger.
Frank waited until the nearest horsemen were not more than ten feet
away. Then he sprang to his feet with a shout.
"Fire!" he cried, and a stream of flame leaped from the bushes.
Two of the riders threw up their hands and pitched from their saddles. A
third seized with his left hand the rein that dropped from his right.
There was a moment of confusion, and Frank and his comrades took instant
advantage of it.
With a rush they reached the road and tore down it for dear life, while
behind them thundered the Uhlans in hot pursuit!
CHAPTER XVII
THE BROKEN BRIDGE
The Army boys had no idea where the road led to. It might be to the
American lines or to the German lines. But they knew that certain death
was behind them and possible life in front of them, and they ran as
though their feet had wings.
But swift as they were, the horses were of course swifter, and before
long they knew that their pursuers were gaining.
"Throw away your rifles," panted Frank. "We'll still have our knives and
grenades."
They threw the heavy rifles aside, and, relieved of their weight, they
bounded ahead with renewed speed.
For a short time their desperate efforts held their pursuers even, but
soon the gap again began to close.
At a turn of the road they halted, gasping for breath.
"Give them the grenades," ordered Frank, getting his own ready. "They
won't be expecting them and it may upset them. Throw yours at the same
time I do mine."
They waited until the horsemen were within fifty feet. Then four
stalwart arms hurled the grenades against the front ranks.
There was a tremendous explosion as the shells all seemed to go off at
the same instant, and the first rank of horsemen went down in a heap.
Those behind drew their beasts back on their haunches so as not to
override their fellows, and in that moment another volley came among
them with deadly effect.
Without waiting any longer, the boys renewed their flight. They knew
that the Germans would be mad with rage at their check by so small a
force, and they were not foolish enough to believe for a moment that the
chase would be abandoned.
But a new exultation was in their hearts as they ran. They might be
killed, but they would at least have sold their lives dearly. There
would be little that the Uhlans would have to boast of in their story of
that night's work.
Their breath came in short gasps and their laboring lungs felt as though
they were ready to burst. Frank, a little in the van, reached out a
warning hand and they slowed up.
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