"This place, captain, is—the railroad crossing!"
THE EVE OF THE RECAPTURE OF FORT DOUAUMONT.
October 23, 1916.
Major Armengaud and I left Nettancourt this morning by airplane to assist in the operations about to be unloosed before Verdun.
The weather is uncertain and some large running clouds are above us. Before landing at Lemme, it had been decided that we would make a short incursion over the lines——
Here is the Meuse! The two banks of the battlefield appear to me yellowish gray with the Douaumont Hill tinted red.
The cannonade is raging—I see the vivid flashes of shells leaving the guns and I hear loud detonations above the noise of the motor——
Entrance of Fort Douaumont in July 1915 and April 1917.
The weather is very nasty! Always it is the same thing. It will surely rain to-night!