Here is the grudging admission of an Infantryman to the gunners that arty is still the king of the battlefield, as explained by Anthony Lyod, who was unlucky enough to experience it....
"No weapon frightens me as much as the shell. Bullets have a certain logic. Put a sizeable enough piece of concrete between yourself and the firer and you will be untouched. Run between cover, for it is difficult even for an experienced shot to hit a man who sprints fast. Even when people around you are hit the wounds seldom seem so bad, unless the bullet has tumbled in flight or hit them in the head. But shells? They can do things to the human body you never believed possible.... And there is no real cover from shellfire. Shells can drop out of the sky to your feet, or smash their way through any piece of architecture to find you. (And this is my favorite part) There is a philosophical element to it all too: a bullet may or may not have your number on it, but I am sure shells are merely engraved with 'to whom it may concern'."
...Well, I found it to be a convincing passage. Maybe this should be in the infantry forum under the heading "Why to dig real deep." Anyways, gunners, please remember that friendly fire...isn't. |