"This is like b****y Burma," Coleman said, "waiting for the dacoits to murder the sentries."
"Stand to your arms," Jack said, and added, "fix bayonets!" He heard the sinister slither of steel and the significant click as the men fitted the long bayonets in place. If the Russians sent a raiding party against the 113th, they would find themselves facing some of the toughest street fighters in the British Army, and that meant the toughest in the world.
He crawled along his section of the line; Ogden was humming quietly and gave him a fleeting smile. O"Neill looked pensive; Logan was repeating some Scottish slogan C"mon then ya bastards again and again. Hitchins looked nervous, so Jack patted his shoulder; Thorpe gave a small smile, "just like Pegu, eh?". Riley was staring ahead into the bla
