Life on the front lines

When I reached the trenches at around 4:00 after getting of  the troop train I saw an immense field with burnt trees and mortar shells just lying around. My seargent told us to get into the trenches that were about 50 feet away from us as we quickly got into the trenches he told us that we are going to be rotating into the "front line" trenches. When the day had past we had to wake up early in the morning and quickly get into the front line trenches because of surprise attack, I scurried through through the support trenches and into the communication trenches. The second I was out of the communication trenches I was horrified at the site of dead bodies, blood,mortar shells. It was probably one of the most vile things I had seen. But it was not only the sight the sound of the artillery fire and mortar rounds were deafening and the smell was indescribable. But before I knew it my seargent forced me to get up against the trench wall and shoot, but during half way through the fire fight a mortar shell was able to get into a part of the trench about 60 feet from me and when it landed I heared all the screams of the men crying in agony. And when the dust cleared up I could easily see the remains of disembodied people I nearly fainted but somehow I kept fighting because of instinct. In the absence of time when the fire fight was over I looked around and realized The amount of destruction after only one day of fighting. But then I spotted something rather strange lots of the soldiers were taking off there clothes and gear and checking it for something, when I asked them they told me they wee looking for any type of flees, bugs and getting them off my shirt. I then followed to do what they were doing because if I did not it would be extremly discomforting and could lead to death if any of the bugs or flees had a virus with them. After a couple of hours I saw men taking a pack of cards and playing setting up some card games they were all playing card games and having laughs all around, but I would not play with them after what I had seen there was no way I could just let it all go and just start to have fun. And while I was sitting alone I saw a few people getting carried of by stretchers two of them had a strange type of fungus on there feet called trench foot and the other one was wounded. I then started to realize that this is what I was going to go through until my next rotation.