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Updated: June 1, 2025
While this was going on the British field guns came into play with a shrapnel barrage fire which completed the demolition of the entrapped enemy. It was little wonder that later 1,500 German dead could be counted, or that 400 guardsmen surrendered with upheld hands and emotional cries of "Kamerad!"
He is laying out athletic grounds for his men, with a club house and all that sort of thing. They are going to be perfectly splendid! Do you mean to say they were blaming him for this? Who was?" And Patricia stood ready for battle. "Kamerad!" cried Vic, holding up his hands. "Not me!
Yes!" eagerly cried Tom and Jack. "Come on! We're captured by the Germans!" There was another cheer, followed by a roar of rage, and then came a rush of feet. Gleaming bayonets glistened in the light of star shells and many guns, and the members of the German patrol, finding themselves surrounded, threw down their arms and cried: "Kamerad!"
As each of the "Buddies" landed, he sensed the situation, and prepared for an attack from any angle. Some of them fired at German soldiers whom they saw reaching for their guns. All threw up their hands, with the cry "Kamerad!" when the Americans opened fire. About their prisoners the Americans formed in a semicircle as they forced them to disarm.
The adventures of Creme de Menthe, Cordon Rouge, and the Byng Boys, on both sides of the Bapaume road, when they smashed down barbed wire, climbed over trenches, sat on German redoubts, and received the surrender of German prisoners who held their hands up to these monsters and cried, "Kamerad!" were like fairy-tales of war by H. G. Wells.
A number of prisoners were taken, for the Boches, once they found the tide of battle going against them, threw down their guns and cried: "Kamerad!" Sharp as was the fighting, it was only a slight incident in the great war. Such skirmishes, or trench raids, were occurring all along the Western front every night.
I raise this hammer; I point the barrel at you; I pull this trigger that is against my forefinger; and you fall dead. I never trust my life in the hands of a person over whom I have no control. Kamerad! THE ORACLE. Give me that thing. Do you expect me to stoop for it? Emperor of Turania! cry for quarter. THE ORACLE. The way out of your difficulty, Cain Adamson, is very simple. What is it?
Everton was one of the first to reach the forward trench. It had been roughly handled by the artillery fire, and the men in it made little show of resistance. The Hotwaters swarmed into the broken ditch, shooting and stabbing the few who fought back, disarming the prisoners who had surrendered with hands over their heads and quavering cries of "Kamerad."
Let us call to mind the innumerable instances when the Boches put up their hands, or waved a white flag, and cried, "Kamerad," pretending to surrender: thus drawing our unsuspecting men towards them and then suddenly moving aside, to leave the field open to a party of riflemen or a machine-gun hidden away behind them. But they have done even more cowardly things than this.
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