"Everything changes," Joe said.
"And everything stays the same," Kevin shot back. "Enough with the sentiments. You boys read or what?"
"Ready!" they chorused.
Kevin checked his rifle one last time, then peered over the ridge of their trench. A row of tan hats across no man's land peeked over the ridge of the opposite trench.
And then there was the barbed wire too.
"Something's changing, I can feel it," Joe said, and the green gas hit.
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