"Neither can they!" Jack said. "Keep firing!"
There was a frantic yell, and somebody jumped over the sandbagged lip of the sap to land among them. Jack saw the Russian lift his bayoneted musket to strike, realise that there was little space to wield the clumsy weapon in the sap and then Logan unfastened his bayonet and jumped on the Russian"s back. Before Jack could turn, there was a flash of steel, and the Russian collapsed in a welter of spurting blood.
"That"s one for Oggy," Logan said as he calmly clicked his bayonet into place.
"They"ve pulled back," O"Neill said. "I wonder how many we got?"
"Anybody hurt?" Jack asked.
"No, sir," O"Neill replied.
"Reload and keep watch." It was quiet out there and with the moon now down, too dark to make out anything. A Russian cannon boomed out
