1918

How many more days until the world stops shaking? This is what the soldiers of the 22nd regiment ask themselves when, in the pouring rain, they remain motionless, their eyes lost towards the horizon line. The cannons had been silent for hours, but no one dares to believe it. In the trench, there were whispers that perhaps a column would come soon — a special team, reinforcement, anyone. Will you be this team that will graciously come and help them? Who will access the Saint-Loup trench, retrieve the latest combat information, and come to the aid of wounded soldiers?