CHAPTER X
IN THE TRENCHES
Stunned and bruised, the three chums and several of their comrades around them were incapable of action for a little while. Then, as Jerry raised himself from the ground, he heard Bob ask:
“What hit us, anyway? Are the Germans attacking?”
“Gee!” was Bob’s muttered protest.
“Get up!” some one cried. “You’re all right. It was a bomb from a Hun plane, but it missed its mark.”
“Seems to have hit me all right,” observed Ned, whose face was bleeding, though only from scratches.
“You were knocked down by the concussion,” explained the officer who had told them to get up. “It was a close call all right, but no one is hurt. Fall in for roll call!”