Battle of Château-Thierry
American and French forces, including Sergeant Callahan, Private Jenkins, and Corporal Lefèvre, advance through shattered woodland and stone ruins under heavy artillery fire during the Battle of Châte
Setting
Shattered woodland and stone ruins near the Marne River, with deep craters from artillery shells and broken tree trunks. The ground is a mix of mud and debris, with remnants of a once-picturesque French countryside now scarred by war.
Characters
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Sergeant Callahan
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A rugged, battle-hardened American sergeant in his mid-30s with a square jaw covered in stubble, deep-set blue eyes that have seen too much, and a prominent scar running from his left temple to cheekbone. His muscular frame is slightly hunched from years of carrying heavy gear, and his hands are calloused from rifle use.
Private Jenkins
primary
A young, wiry American private in his early 20s, with a thin face smeared with mud and sweat. His wide eyes dart nervously, and his hands grip his Springfield rifle with white-knuckled intensity. His uniform is caked in mud, and his helmet bears fresh scratches from near misses.
Corporal Lefèvre
secondary
A wiry French soldier in his late 20s with sharp features, sunken cheeks from prolonged field rations, and a neatly trimmed mustache. His dark brown eyes are alert but weary, with crow's feet from squinting through smoke and dust. His hands bear callouses from both rifle work and map handling.
German Sniper
secondary
A lean, wiry man in his late 20s with sunken cheeks and sharp, calculating eyes. His face is smeared with dirt and soot to blend into the surroundings, and his hands are steady despite the chaos around him. He wears a standard-issue German sniper's uniform, slightly tattered from weeks in the field.
Wounded Soldier
background
A young American soldier in his early 20s, with a lean but muscular build from months of military training and trench warfare. His face is streaked with mud and sweat, and his hair is matted under his Brodie helmet. A deep gash on his left thigh seeps blood through a hastily applied field dressing, and his uniform is torn from shrapnel or a bullet wound. His hands clutch at his injured leg as he grimaces in pain.
Dialog
Sergeant Callahan
Jenkins—keep that rifle steady! That bâtard sniper’s in the church spire, two clicks north.
Private Jenkins
Y-yes, Sergeant! But—but the ground’s soup out there—how do we—?
Corporal Lefèvre
Allez, use craters—step where shells fell. Ground’s packed there.
Sergeant Callahan
Lefèvre’s right. We crawl like moles till that wall. Jenkins, you watch our six—Boche love flankers.
Corporal Lefèvre
Machine gun—ruined bakery, left. Suppress it or we’re rats in a barrel.
Private Jenkins
Sarge—I see movement in the orchard! God, is that—?
Sergeant Callahan
Eyes front, kid. That’s just dead branches. Boche’ll make you jump at shadows if you let ’em.
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