"Stay quiet, watch out for tripwires."
He whispered, his eyes warily scanning the area ahead.
Suddenly, a soldier in front stepped on something.
"Snap."
The sound was very faint, but strikingly clear in the silence.
The next second—
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Three explosions almost in a row erupted on both sides of the trench, prefabricated shrapnel sweeping across the entire trench like a torrential rain.
Almost simultaneously, several flares were launched into the air, their blinding white light illuminating the area as if it were daylight.
"Ambush!" Jean-Pierre only had time to shout this one word before the blast wave from the explosions threw him into the mud and water.
The air was filled with screams and curses.
"Open fire!" The voice of the Mexican soldiers came from behind the earthen slopes on both sides of the trench.
The sound of automatic rifles and light machine guns firing erupted in unison.
