Any ideas for more shit?
I'm starting to write a story.
What do you all think?
Jimmy moved around, rustling the bushes and looked up and listened for the contant drumming that preluded the fall of the artillery strike. He waited and waited and finally just before he had almost given up he heard it; a faint thumping in the distance followed by a harsh whine and then a thud. He lept to his feet and climb out of his foxhole and charged towards the fence line, other shadowy forms following him and gathering speed. He heard a sharp whisper from beside him, "Jimmy, the strike is nearly over, they said 15 seconds"
"I know, Michelle, get the cutters, we have to get in there before McSecurity arrives"