our squads were the only thing escaping the wrath of Fritz’s big shells, it was just wonderful. every thing else was going west. The scenes were too awful to think of when dawn came + we could see other fellows + mules + horses all along the route we had been working on all night, we had to clear all the nine during the night for the big show was to start at daybreak the next morning. + the tarpaulin at the back of the pill box at the crest of the ridge + Fritz absolutely ignors our red cross on it.
Tuesday Oct 30. We just get finished by 10 minutes to five the barrage is to go over at daybreak, there is no room for us behind the pill box + we get into a hole dug into the ground we watch Fritz S.O.S go up
