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Runaway gun

Ready the gun, action to the rear! the 105 howitzer should give them something to fear! why hadn't sergeant felt the toss? the men jumped out among each gunner a shamed face shows for each of them already knows we have their position! prep the munition! he drops his hands and stops his commands Sergeant sees his worst fear the gun was lost it was no where near one single tear fell from his eye without our gun our men will die

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