World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, Canadian
While out at rest our battalion received orders from brigade
headquarters to prepare a small raiding party with the object of
putting out of action a German machine gun that had given the troops
that were then holding the line considerable trouble.
Aerial photographs and map location of the small sector of the German
line where the machine gun emplacement was located had been sent us. I
was detailed to take charge of the party and was given instructions to
destroy this machine gun emplacement and if possible to bring back some
prisoners for purpose of information.
I selected ten men including one sergeant and one corporal and for
three days we practiced for this raid by going over the tapes and also
making use of some previously dug trenches, so that every man would
know exactly what part he would take when the actual raid would be
pulled off.
These men were equipped just as they would be when the actual raid
would take place, four men were armed with rifles and bayonets, the
others were armed with bombs and knobkerries and in addition all had
their wire cutters.
It is usual for us and also the enemy to have a narrow zig-zag
passageway through the barbed wire entanglements to afford us an
exit for a party going out into No Man's Land. Our battalion scout
officer the night previous to the raid had been out doing special
reconnaissance along the sector of the German line that we had to raid,
and while he was crawling along the edge of their barbed-wire he had
discovered the opening. This very valuable information I had received
from him.
The second night we were in the front line trenches I received orders
that I was to make the raid that night.
I gave the sergeant the necessary instructions to have the men prepared
and ready to leave our line at one A.M. Part of the instructions were
that the men were to have their faces blackened and a small white chalk
mark on the front of their steel helmets. On the back of each man was
a small piece of bright tin about two inches in diameter, fastened on
their tunic.
Notices had been sent to the units on our flanks that a raiding party
was going out at one A.M.
Two hours' time was allowed us to accomplish this. I took my compass
bearings and at one A.M. led the boys in single file through our
barbed-wire entanglements into No Man's Land.
The German barbed-wire entanglements were about two hundred and fifty
yards away from us. I headed right for where I estimated the opening
in the German wire entanglements would be.
As the German flares went up we would try to get into shell holes if
possible before they burst. We were not very conspicuous as long as
they were bursting ahead of us. The great danger of being observed was
when the flares burst behind us.
Our progress over No Man's Land was very slow. Not a word was spoken.
I signalled back as pre-arranged to my boys by throwing small clods of
earth to the man in rear who passed back the signals to those behind
him.
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