Stalins backhair wrote:Bale listened to the officers as they rolled the guns along. He gulped. He wasnt looking forward to another bloodbath. The Union column looked haggard but the victory had boosted the morale of the defeat-stricken Army of the Potomac. He looked at Norton, wondering how he would pan out. Artillery captaining was an art form, a very, very macabre art form but still an art form. Not all men had the stomach for it, he hoped the new captain would.
There are few jobs more hellish than that of an artillery commander. Captain Finnegan leads a battery of brave men, sworn to uphold the Constitution and preserve the Union, and he hates to see them fall. But in the heat of battle, it is the artillery that often bears the brunt of the enemy’s fury, as it is tactically advantageous to rid the opposing force of their heavy guns. Furthermore, Finnegan shudders to think of how his hearing has deteriorated after years spent tending to cannons and their handlers.