High-Explosive Hell 

 
Radio Drama by FYO 
 
 
 
 
 
Voiced By: 
Rhys: Private Edward 
Caelen: Axis voice(s) 
David: Sargent Fillips 
 
 
 
High-Explosive Hell 
 
 
SCENE ONE: EXT. SHELL CRATER – EVENING  
 
  
PRIVATE EDWARD: I can’t do this anymore! I don’t want to do this
anymore! Just let them kill me!  
 
AUDIO:               ARTILLERY SHELLS HITTING THE GROUND &
EXPLODING ON IMPACT. 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Hold it together Edward! We will make it! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: I hope you tell the truth! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: HEY! I'm still here, right? Therefore, I know what I'm
doing. Correct? 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Can confirm, I apolog... 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Later! The best thing you can do now is keep yourself
on your feet and BREATHING! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Aye! 
 
AUDIO: CONTINUED SHELL POUNDING & HEAVY FOOTSTEPS. 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Edward! Make it out and make it home! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Oh! I’ll stick with you if you say we can make it out
Sargent. 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Right then. Look out for some sort of shelter.  
 
 AUDIO RAPPID SHELL POUNDING & MUDDY RUNNING. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Aye! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: And make it quick! 
 
 
SCENE TWO: EXT. OPEN FIELD - EVENING 
 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Sarge! Shed! 28 meters! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Well move it then! Don’t you want to see the light of
day again? 
 
AUDIO MUDDY RUNNING FOOTSTEPS, HEAVY BREATHING & NIGHT
FIGHTERS. 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Sprint lad! I'll catch up! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: * Scared running noises * 
 
AUDIO GUNSHOT NOISE, BULLET ZIPPING PAST NOISE & FLESH TEAR
NOISE. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Yaaaa! I’ve been hit! My muscle’s torn! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: PRIVATE! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Nearly there though, nearly there! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Private! There are bandages in the right pocket of your
rucksack. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: No! No time now! Must get to shed, do it later!  
 
AUDIO MUFFLED ARTILLERY & CREAKING NOISES 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: You alright? You Hurt? 
 
SARGENT EDWARD: No son, I'm well and dandy... What about yourself?
How’s that calf of yours? 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: I was able to bandage it up and disinfect round the
wound, but other that, I'm pretty sure this leg is useless
now... 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Let's hope not, you’ll be needing both legs in the early
hours of the morning. 
 
 SARGENT FILLIPS: That’s when we make a run for it, those fuckers battered
the land, and then they’ll capture it. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: But when will this ear-piercing bombardment stop? 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Soon... Right? 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: I can only hope... 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: They are going to have to stop right? They are human,
they do need rest as well. 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Hah! “Human” ...  
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Our lads will be up soon, patrolling the cursed skies... at
least that’ll mean we’ll have a safe night. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: God bless them.  
 
 
SCENE THREE: INT. ABANDONED SHACK – NIGHT 
 
 
AUDIO CRICKETS SQUEEKING & NIGHTFIGHTERS ON
PATROLL. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Thank FUCK it stopped! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: SHHHHHHHHHHHH! ARE YOU INSANE! JUST
BECAUSE THEY STOPPED 
DOESN’T MEAN THEY’VE ALL GONE TO SLEEP!
YOU WERE ABLE TO GET 
US TO SAFETY, NOW YOU WANT TO  
GET US BACK INTO TROUBLE?! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: * Starts crying * 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Oh man up! No time to cry!  
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Whilst the Mosquitos are up, 
we have some safety. Now, 
Get some sleep. 
 
AUDIO ALL SOUNDS FADE OUT. 
 
 
SCENE FOUR: INT. ABANDONED SHACK – EARLY MORNING 
 
 
AUDIO SLOW & QUIET FOOTSTEPS, 
 GERMAN MUTTER & GUN COCKING. 
 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: * Yawn * 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: * Yawn * (simultaneously) 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: * Gasps * 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: * Gasps * (simultaneously) 
 
AUDIO FOOTSTEPS GET LOUDER & GERMAN CHATTER
GETS CLEARER. 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Ours? 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: No Edward...unfortunately not... 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: Just...freeze...just... 
*sigh*...  
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: ...right... 
 
AUDIO FOOTSTEPS & GERMAN CHATTER STOP, GUN
LOADING NOISE PLAYS. 
 
 
GERMAN SOLDIER: In zere! I’ll check ze shed! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: Shit! 
 
GERMAN SOLDIER: Huh? Hmmmmm... 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: * Starts whimpering * 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: DON’T MAKE ANY SOUND! We’ve already made a
fatal mistake by oversleeping, now were going to make
another one by giving ourselves away! 
 
GERMAN SOLDIER: Ha! I hear some voices!  
 
GERMAN SOLDIER: Make yourselves known or get yourselves shot! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: That’s it! There's no way out of this one! I'm turning
myself in! 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: You dare! 
 
PRIVATE EDWARD: At least I'll have a chance to live... 
 
AUDIO PERSON GETTING UP & OPENING THE DOOR. 
 
SARGENT FILLIPS: You make me sick. 
 
AUDIO GUNSHOT, FOLLOWED BY COCKING,
FOOTSTEPS, DOOR CREAKING OPEN AND
ANOTHER GUNSHOT. 
 
 
 
 
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