World War Three

I woke up to bombs dropping right over my head and guns cracking in the distance .  I couldn't stay up all night so I went to bed it was a mistake, I got up straight away, they had ditched me.  I didn't wait a second, I started following any foot track that I could see, it just lead me to a dead body or a abandoned trench. 

At last, I found a trench with a platoon of British infantry they had said their Sergeant had been shot and passed away an hour ago since they were all privates (the lowest rank), I could boss them around because I was a Corporal (the second ranking).  I told them my plan and they agreed with it.  As soon as I had finished talking, a whole platoon jumped in the trench and they weren't friendly.

I ran through the mud as fast as I could... BAM! A shot taken, BAM! Another... aaaaaa they had slipped in the mud.  This was my time to run.  I hid in a dug in little hole and watched them run past. At last my platoon... they had found me.  I was safe.