October 28, 0830 hours, Position 1 on the beachhead.
When the whistling in the sky began, Nelly was having breakfast.
She immediately took cover, adopting the standard anti-bombardment position in the trench.
This time the bombardment was vastly different from the previous probing attacks; the enemy brought in heavy artillery, and it felt as if the entire earth was shaking.
Moreover, this bombardment lasted particularly long, and Nelly felt as if her internal organs were shattered, but the bombardment didn't stop.
The frozen mud on the ground became the best medium for transmitting the shockwaves, and even the anti-bombardment position could not fully resist the vibrations.
Suddenly, perhaps a shell had landed nearby, as a large chunk of the hard trench wall collapsed, and clumps of soil like stones fell at Nelly's feet, hitting her toes.
Nelly kicked away the dirt clumps, but then heard someone crying and yelling amidst the deafening explosions.
