Once again at the same time of the same night, I had the nightmare that I have had every single time since it happened. My name Is John Finlay. I was the captain of a squadron advancing towards the German.
One morning, I was awakened by the sound of gunfire. This was not unusual. I got up and went about my duties sorting out the troops. That was when I saw it advancing on us.
I had heard stories about them from other regiments, it was a German tank . I told my troops to start firing . It was the worst thing I could have done. They should have run away but they were loyal men and they stayed firing. They all died but I survived because I hid. I was a coward. I will have nightmares about that day for the rest of my life. And all I can remember is the bodies of my comrades lying dead on the ground, stained red with blood.