Germans were almost upon him when he regained his feet.
Chester realized that a second leap was out of the question at the minute, so guns in hand he turned and faced his foes.
"Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!"
His automatics spoke angrily and all four bullets found human targets.
Hal, meanwhile, safely over the trench, looked around for Chester. When he failed to see him he realized on the instant what had happened.
"What shall I do?" he asked himself. "Duty says to hurry to a place of safety, but friendship says help Chester."
He wasted little time in thought.
He scrambled back to the top of the earthen embankment and took in the sight about him.
There Chester stood at bay, his automatics held in steady hands. Hal drew his own weapons.
"Jump up here quick, Chester!" he called. "I'll cover you."