One small piece of A.P. entered/my hole, via the mosquito net. Several fell just outside. Mess dugout hit, RHQ ofﬁce tent & about four bivvies. 42 Bty had one man killed. RHQ 3 wounded, incl 2 signalmen & Cpl Thorley, the cook. Sloped [?] about in the mist in the valley collecting stretchers & putting them into ambulance. Meanwhile a U.S. ammo dump nearby had been hit, & was going off continuously until about 0700 hrs, bits of metal whizzing all around. Another raid about 0615, ﬁghter bomber quite low. Our O.P. saw one plane crash, bearing 7 deg about 0615 hrs.
A command to the battery followed, and a shell swept away the ﬂeeing Fritzes. The soldiers kicked up an even louder row, and now each man was trying to point out to me the group of ﬂeeing Germans to shell next. The joy of revenge quickly restored their energy, freed them from the fear that they had experienced in the attacks, and softened their sorrow over the comrades they had lost in the ﬁghting. Watching the enemy die in front of them was like balm for their rattled nerves.