We'd eaten the soup and were just digging into the chicken when suddenly there was a skirmish and a salvo of shots and our artillery, who hadn't the foggiest idea that it was our units who were shooting at each other, began to shoot into our lines and one shell fell quite close to our brigade staff.
Zopa janda, oiloarekin hasterakoan, bat-batean tiroak entzun ziren, eta gure artilleria, susmatu ere egin gabe gure tropak elkarri tiroka ari zirela, gure lerroetarantz sua hausten hasi zen, eta granada bat gure Brigada Agintaritzaren ondo-ondoan erori zen.