#Trench Warfare

[rednblacksalamander]

Living in the future kinda sucks sometimes.

[scrapironflotilla]

An improvised trench catapult used by the British in 1914. Also firing/flinging an improvised grenade known as a 'jam tin bomb'.

London Illustrated News, 1914.

[todaysdocument]

German front line trenches where raid of October 12, 1918, took place. Balschwiller in the distance, Alsace

Record Group 111: Records of the Office of the Chief Signal OfficerSeries: Photographs of American Military Activities

Photographer SIG. CORPS.

Rec'd 2-10-20 Taken 3-18-19

Description:

GERMAN FRONT LINE TRENCHES where raid of October 12, 1918 too place, balschwiller in the distance, Alsace.

This black and white photograph shows an empty World War I trench.  The leafless trees of no man’s land can be seen in the background.

[duncandonuts06]

Artfight attack for @ferlost of their Trench Engine, Reuben.

normal version without all the special effects or whatever you call it:

I LOVE WAR ENGINES I LOVE THIS SAD PATHETIC WET MEOW MEOW!!!

[inkary]

Commissioned be @ remnants_and_renegades on IG

A "Sniper of the Arcadian Mudmen slowly peaking through a the parapet of the trench to prepare to eliminate a careless enemy trooper across no man's land. The Arcadian Mudmen are dedicated trench warfare specialists and pride themselves in their skill without needless slaughter like their Krieger counterparts."

i realize she's more like taking a moment to breathe here on the picture, but this is what the commissioner wrote when i requested a blurb of text for the caption :3

[garydoodles]

Trench Rat

[sonohtigris]

Me to my wife: Hey let's try bedroom role play!

Her: Ooooh what kind.

Me: well I was thinking the inherit eroticism of two soldiers in a trench the night before a push into no man's land.

Her: Omg, yes! You and me are just two soldiers on the front line away from our family. Most of our squad is young men and women barely adults who probably won't live to see 22. We take comfort in each other's presence as the oldest in the squad.

Me: I don't wana die alone and unloved, what are we fighting for are we machines. *slumps into her shoulders*

Her: *gently caresses my face* You're not a machine, not to me.

@themechnamedwarfairy

[sonofdorn-vii]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Warhammer 40.000, Warhammer 40k (Novels) - Various Authors, Horus Heresy - Various Authors Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Iron Warriors Legion & Perturabo (Warhammer 40.000), Blood Angels Legion & Sanguinius (Warhammer 40.000) Summary:

An Iron Warrior and a Blood Angel meet for the first time.

New story by me, a little over 2000 words, written almost entirely at work :D

[rainy-sky]

[victusinveritas]

French trench-raider in a gas mask (ammonia soaked rag) posing for a photograph with a revolver and a knife, 1915.

[scrapironflotilla]

They apparently have some facetious Germans opposite Givenchy now. One of them shouted across to the Welsh Regt. “Is there anyone there from Swansea?” Several answered “Yes”, whereupon he hurled a hand grenade across, with the remark – “Then you can divide that among you, you blighters.”

From the diary of Brigadier-General Cecil Lowther, 20/1/1915.

[cirr0stratus]

Woodrow and his horsey friend Lester

[tenebrare]

Inktober/day19 - Ridge

In trench warfare there are 2 kind of people - those, who develop constant anxiety and state of alert, and those who learn to "read" the sounds of bullets, artillery and grenades and being able to know how far a bullet would go, grenade land or artillery drop.

Apparently people in trench warfare in modern wars (currently largest takes place in Ukraine) can even detect what kind (brand) heavy artillery and bomb was launched, when it lands and where it lands and there are soldiers, who do not even blink. I guess the same was true to the old wars. I like to believe that Spencer would sit there and even smirk counting seconds, when something lands and shrugging things off while waiting for the barrage to end.

[cha-mij]

Imagine a third Plague Tale where the plot is forward in time and instead of the black death it's trench rats during the First World War.

[vikkicomics]

Edwin and Otto in the tunnels beneath no-man's land.

[mock-arts]

Cover for “The Other Kingdom” by @banhus for the @endlessbigbang

Fic and Art on ao3

In 1916, Roderick Burgess successfully summons Death, and Hob Gadling wakes up in the trenches alongside three dead soldiers.

Bonus custom divider