human
They are firing solid shell at us,
gpt
Now I must get a gun to play upon them. It will need something big, for though we can scourge their gun emplacement with mitraille fire, the merit of their plan is that the gunners lie hid in a ditch. Only one man, or two at most, are needed to slip round and drop in the charge and shell.
human
I see them, said Rhoda Polly, pointing where we saw only blank darkness.
gpt
Give me a rifle, Jack Jaikes. I believe I can pick that man off!
human
You shall have number 27, Rhoda Polly, the best ever made. Oh, if only I had eyes like you!
gpt
He is gone!
human
Then look out!