Written by Raoul Pinat Translated by Anna Mykytyn War diary April 22nd, 1917 The dugout collapsed. There are still living soldiers under it. Despite the bombing, I run to search for my pickaxe at the bottom of my pile of clothes and, between two salvos, I run toward the dugout. Lepeule takes a shovel. Hurrying,…Continue Reading Carnet de guerre de Raoul Pinat
Carnet de guerre de Raoul Pinat
