Jorgan Christian Jensen ["Tales of the V.C."], item 6

• January 24, 2018 01:54:31 Thomas A. Lingner

  was quick to seize the opportunity. Shouting to a comrade

  to cover his advance with rifle fire, he rushed

  across to the barricade with a bomb in each hand. 

  The enemy, with British bullets sweeping their parapet,

  dared not raise their heads to fire at him, but

  one of them threw a stick bomb, which fell at

  Jensen's feet. Even that failed to stop him, however,

  and he finished the duel by throwing a Mill's Grenade

  over the parapet. It exploded beneath the

  German's feet, and blew him nearly into the sunken road.

    The remaining Germans fled for refuge to a 

  deep dug-out adjoining the barricade. Pte. Jensen

  followed them up, took his stand at the

  entrance, and invited the occupants to come out

  quietly and surrender or to take the consequences.

    He must have presented rather a terrifying appearance

  as he stood there at the door of the dug-out. He had

  one bomb in his hand, and was engaged in pulling out

  the safety pin of another with his teeth. At any rate, the

  Germans inside were very soon persuaded that discretion was

  the more profitable policy, and they filed out meekly to

  surrender to their captor. Perhaps the fate of their

  late comrade had impressed them.

    Another member of Pte. Jensen's party had by now 

  arrived, and was standing on the barricade with

  a bomb in his hand. A few more Germans, on

  emerging from another dug-out a little further along the trench

• January 24, 2018 01:54:25 Thomas A. Lingner

  was quick to seize the opportunity. Shouting to a comrade

  to cover his advance with rifle fire, he rushed

  across to the barricade with a bomb in each hand. 

  The enemy, with British bullets sweeping their parapet,

  dared not raise their heads to fire at him, but

  one of them threw a stick bomb, which fell at

  Jensen's feet. Even that failed to stop him, however,

  and he finished the duel by throwing a Mill's Grenade

  over the parapet. It exploded beneath the

  German's feet, and blew him nearly into the sunken road.

    The remaining Germans fled for refuge to a 

  deep dug-out adjoining the barricade. Pte. Jensen

  followed them up, took his stand at the

  entrance, and invited the occupants to come out

  quietly and surrender or to take the consequences.

    He must have presented rather a terrifying appearance

  as he stood there at the door of the dug-out. He had

  one bomb in his hand, and was engaged in pulling out

  the safety pin of another with his teeth. At any rate, the

  Germans inside were very soon persuaded that discretion was

  the more profitable policy, and they filed out meekly to

  surrender to their captor. Perhaps the fate of their

  late comrade had impressed them.

    Another member of Pte. Jensen's party had by now 

  arrived, and was standing on the barricade with

  a bomb in his hand. A few more Germans, on

  emerging from another dug-out a little further along

  
  

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• January 24, 2018 01:51:30 Thomas A. Lingner

  was quick to seize the opportunity. Shouting to a comrade

  to cover his advance with rifle fire, he rushed

  across to the barricade with a bomb in each hand. 

  The enemy, with British bullets sweeping their parapet,

  dared not raise their heads to fire at him, but

  one of them threw a stick bomb, which fell at

  Jensen's feet. Even that failed to stop him, however,

  and he finished the duel by throwing a Mill's Grenade

  over the parapet. It exploded beneath the

  German's feet, and blew him nearly into the sunken road.

    The remaining Germans fled for refuge to a 

  deep dug-out adjoining the barricade. Pte. Jensen followed

  them up, took his stand at the entrance, and invited the 

     

  occupants to come out quietly and surrender or to take the

  consequences.

    He must have presented rather a terrifying 

  appearance as he stood there at the door of the dug-out. He

  had one bomb in his hand, and was engaged in pulling out the

  safety pin of another with his teeth. At any rate, the Germans

  inside were very soon persuaded that discretion was the more

  profitable policy, and they filed out meekly to surrender to 

  their captor. Perhaps the fate of their late comrade had

  impressed them.

    Another member of Pte. Jensen's party had by now 

  arrived, and was standing on the barricade with a bomb in his hand

  A few more Germans, on emerging from another dug-out a little 

  further along the trench, were greeted by this uncompromising

  spectacle, and also decided that they could do no better than

  surrender. Accordingly they dropped their rifles and joined

  their comrades, who were now gathering around Pte. Jensen with

  their hands up.

    Jensen, who could speak a little German, ordered

  one of his prisoners to go across to the party on the right

  and inform that they were already surrounded by Australians.

    But the adventure was not quite over. Some 

  of the Australians who now came suddenly upon the Germans for

  the first time, were unaware that they had thrown down their

  arms, and prepared to open fire upon them. Pte. Jensen, with

  the same sense of chivalry that had prompted him to withhold his

  fire earlier in the day, at once mounted the barricade, at great

  risk to himself, and waved his helmet. The signal was seen

  
  

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• January 24, 2018 01:47:14 Thomas A. Lingner

  was quick to seize the opportunity. Shouting to a comrade

  to cover his advance with rifle fire, he rushed

  across to the barricade with a bomb in each hand. 

  The enemy, with British bullets sweeping their parapet,

  dared not raise their heads to fire at him, but

  one of them threw a stick bomb, which fell at

  Jensen's feet. Even that failed to stop him, however,

  and he finished the duel by throwing a Mill's Grenade

  over the parapet. It exploded beneath the

  German's feet, and blew him nearly into the sunken road.

    The remaining Germans fled for refuge to a 

  deep dug-out adjoining the barricade. Pte. Jensen followed

  them up, took his stand at the entrance, and invited the 

  occupants to come out quietly and surrender or to take the

  consequences.

    He must have presented rather a terrifying 

  appearance as he stood there at the door of the dug-out. He

  had one bomb in his hand, and was engaged in pulling out the

  safety pin of another with his teeth. At any rate, the Germans

  inside were very soon persuaded that discretion was the more

  profitable policy, and they filed out meekly to surrender to 

  their captor. Perhaps the fate of their late comrade had

  impressed them.

    Another member of Pte. Jensen's party had by now 

  arrived, and was standing on the barricade with a bomb in his hand

  A few more Germans, on emerging from another dug-out a little 

  further along the trench, were greeted by this uncompromising

  spectacle, and also decided that they could do no better than

  surrender. Accordingly they dropped their rifles and joined

  their comrades, who were now gathering around Pte. Jensen with

  their hands up.

    Jensen, who could speak a little German, ordered

  one of his prisoners to go across to the party on the right

  and inform that they were already surrounded by Australians.

    But the adventure was not quite over. Some 

  of the Australians who now came suddenly upon the Germans for

  the first time, were unaware that they had thrown down their

  arms, and prepared to open fire upon them. Pte. Jensen, with

  the same sense of chivalry that had prompted him to withhold his

  fire earlier in the day, at once mounted the barricade, at great

  risk to himself, and waved his helmet. The signal was seen

  
  

  
  

  
  

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• January 24, 2018 01:42:37 Thomas A. Lingner

  was quick to seize the opportunity.

  Shouting to a comrade to cover his advance with rifle fire, 

  he rushed across to the barricade with a bomb in each hand. 

  The enemy, with British bullets sweeping their parapet,

  dared not raise their heads to fire at him, but one of them

  threw a stick bomb, which fell at Jensen's feet. Even that

  failed to stop him, however, and he finished the duel by

  throwing a Lill's Grenade over the parapet. It exploded

  beneath the German's feet, and blew him nearly into the sunken

  road.

    The remaining Germans fled for refuge to a 

  deep dug-out adjoining the barricade. Pte. Jensen followed

  them up, took his stand at the entrance, and invited the 

        occupants

  
  

  
  

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