Cold, Wet and Lonely

A solider lonely on the battlefield!

The cold, wet weather adds extra heaviness to my feet. The sounds of guns and explosions around me are deafening, I struggle to see where I'm going as the strong wind throws a mix of rain and hail at my eyes. I can hardly move as the freezing temperatures almost paralyze me. I can just make out the dead bodies of my loyal team lying in the mud, as I struggle to run for cover. My mind is so full of worry that I may pass out any second. All I can hear are the sounds of heavy machine guns in the distance. The hail feels as if red ants are falling from the sky and biting me to death.