A Story of War

Out on Gaj yesterday. We leave at 5am and back by 2:30. As I was about to withdraw from Ridge, a few shots let off from a few ridges ahead. I don’t know where they go but Nelson said a few hit the bank on Gaj. It is raining by this time and the shots sound more like cracks than ‘tak-dungs.’

We get in absolutely soaked. A signal B.O.R got hit in the leg in their canteen the other night. He was rushed to hospital and the bullet taken out, but he was full of beer and was sick a few times. Since then the gangrene has set in and he has had the leg amputated.