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AT 7.25am on 1st July 1916 thousands upon thousands of brave British and Allied soldiers waited in their trenches contemplating the daunting task ahead of them.
The heroic members of the British Expeditionary Force were just moments away from their own personal D-Day, and quite possibly moments away from the end of their young lives, as they prepared to finally go ”over the top” and launch the long-awaited Somme Offensive.
Many people, even to this day, argue the loyal troops were moments away from being led like lambs to the slaughter, and moments from being led to a futile and needless death by a team of remote and uncaring generals.
Facing the massed ranks was an unimaginably bleak and hostile situation, a scene of death and devastation and the nerve-wracking prospect of being torn to shreds by a lethal barrage of German machine gun fire or flying shrapnel at any moment.
All around them the skies above were littered with hundreds of thousands of shells and mortars, which had been crashing down without mercy on the German front line for seven days and seven nights solid as the full might of the British Army attempted to wipe out the enemy defenders for the impending assault.
The noise and terror levels were simply immense as the bombardment churned up the once beautiful French countryside with an unparralled fury, leaving huge 30 ft deep craters, an inferno of fireballs and piles of mangled and rotting corpses where a once scenic setting had stood.
The task facing the 750,000 strong infantry was to smash through the powerfully defended and heavily armed German front line, second line and push on to the enemy reserve lines over a 25,000 yard front - in short they faced a mammoth task that was quite simply impossible.
As the count slowly ticked down ever closer to Zero Hour and the start of the offensive the tension grew and grew, the troops could now only wait and hope that the unprecedented bombardment had wiped out the German defensive system.
At 7.30am their moment came, and to loud shrilled whistles wave after wave of troops left the safety of their trench system to enter the living hell of No Mans Land.
The result was truly horrific as thousands of soldiers, heavily burdened with excessive equipment, made their slow progress through the interlocking fire zone of superbly defended terrain towards the massed rank of German defenders.
Far from being wiped out the German troops had simply leapt from the safety of their deep underground shelters to man their defences and mercilessly rip the on-coming soldiers to pieces with a devastating barrage of machine gun fire.
Loaded with ammunition, weapons, supplies and rations, the slow-paced troops were sitting ducks and were easily picked off by the lethal gunners.
Few troops were able to get anywhere near the German front line, indeed many heroic men were simply blown and shot to pieces just yards from their trench.
Those lucky enough to dodge the hailstrom of bullets and shrapnel and get into or close to the enemy line were left isolated in the chaos to witness the slaughter of their close friends and comrades.
They were left alone in nearby shell-holes, nursing horrific mental and physical wounds and severley hampered by a lack of communication systems, reinforcements and ammunition.
They were ultimately hunted down like rats on the battlefield by teams of German ”moping up units” or left to struggle back to the safety of British trenches.
The BEF lost a staggering 57,470 casualties, including 19,240 soldiers killed in the first day of the doomed offensive alone.
Of course, this was and forever will be the worst day in the history of the British Army, it also remains one of the most controversial.
There were a few isolated success, where a small handful of battalions managed to achieve their objectives, but it certainly wasn’t worth the slaughter for the pityful gain of a no more than a few miles of land.
So was this a case of innocent soldiers being desperately let down by their incompetent generals as is the common view or a necessary part of the evils of war?
Did the offensive help release pressure on the French forces, whose army was close to breaking point at the nearby Verdun fortress, as had been intended and help British commanders improve tactics, training and techniques for future successful operations?
Or was the Somme struggle just the latest in a long line of futile and pointless attacks, which served no other purpose than to torment, torture and kill the innocent ”Tommy.”?
Whether you fall on the side of the generals or the critics is a matter of personal view, it is a debate that has divided public opinion for years.
But one thing certain to unite opinion is that the soliders fought bravely, they battled without flinching, without a lose of courage or faith and out of a determination to honourably serve their comrades, their King and their country.
Whatever your views, it is undeniable that the average soldier was subjected to unimaginable horrors and living conditions which are unknown to modern society - and a horror that thankfully no-one living today will ever have to face.
So the next time you sit down in a quiet state of contemplation, please spare a thought for the lost generation of both Allied and German men and boys who sadly gave up their life after being caught in humanity’s greatest ever disaster.
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