With the GunsStreet, Cecil J. C. (Cecil John Charles)
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With the Guns
Street, Cecil J. C. (Cecil John Charles)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Artillery operations, British; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, British
Other prisoners, on being interrogated, testified to the awful effects
of our fire. Upon one in particular, an artillery officer, was found an
order that revealed the secret of the ineffectiveness of the enemy's
reply. After briefly setting out the measures to be taken in case of a
British offensive, it goes on as follows: "Owing to the fact that the
preponderance of hostile artillery in this sector is probably more than
two to one, and owing to the vital necessity of economy in ammunition,
battery commanders will confine their fire to targets whose importance
is known to them, and upon which they can count on producing a good
effect. They will under no circumstances allow themselves to be drawn
into anything approaching to an artillery duel." It was also stated
by many captured officers that during the night September 23-24 a
deserter from our line had conveyed to the German Staff the time and
date of the coming assault, and that to this fact they owed much of the
effectiveness of the measures taken to resist it. Yet another captured
document was of somewhat disconcerting interest to us gunners, namely,
a map upon which was very accurately shown the position of every allied
battery, with only two exceptions, in the whole of our sector. It seems
fairly certain that this was due to the most efficient espionage, and
not to aerial observation.
The material effect of such a bombardment is harder to judge, for it
must be remembered that, despite the high science of modern gunnery,
the percentage of direct hits upon a given objective is still
comparatively small. When, however, a heavy shell detonates under
favourable conditions, its destructive power is enormous. For instance,
on the third day I saw a direct hit by one of our largest howitzers
upon the boiler-house of Puits XVI. The shell penetrated the roof
and burst inside the building, sending up an enormous cloud of black
smoke tinged with the pink of pulverized brick, that hung for several
minutes. When it cleared, nothing but a gaunt and twisted framework of
steel girders remained, a heap of rubbish alone showing where the walls
had stood. A smaller howitzer was ordered to fell a brick wall, some
thirty feet high and many courses thick. The shell burst in regular
sequence at its foot, at roughly ten yards interval, each round
bringing down an equivalent section of the wall, until nothing remained
but a long pile of smoking rubble. And, more impressive, perhaps,
than all is the sight of a medium lyddite shell bursting in a narrow
trench. Out of the centre of a vivid flash fly heavy timbers, sandbags,
revetments, all that once formed the trench, sometimes the mangled
fragments of its occupants, whilst to right and left rolls the choking
smoke, driving its way into the deepest dug-outs, overcoming men many
yards away from the point of impact, spreading death in every form. Is
it to be wondered at that when our infantry reached these trenches they
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