ɐtˈækt kəntˈɪnjuːəsli wɪð ɡɹənˈeɪdz, məʃˈiːŋɡˈʌnz, ænd ɹˈaɪfəlz fɹʌm θɹˈiː sˈaɪdz ænd twˈaɪs sˈʌbdʒɛktᵻd tə sˌuːɪsˈaɪdəl tʃˈɑːɹdʒᵻz dˈʊɹɹɪŋ ðə nˈaɪt, hiː ænd hɪz vˈæliənt mˈɛn fˈɪɹsli bˈiːt bˈæk ɔːɹ dᵻstɹˈɔɪd ðɪ ˈɛnəmi, ɹᵻzˈɔːɹɾɪŋ tə hˈændtəhˈænd kˈɑːmbæt æz ðə səplˈaɪ ʌv ˌæmjuːnˈɪʃən dwˈɪndəld ænd stˈɪl meɪntˈeɪnɪŋ hɪz lˈaɪnz wɪð hɪz ˈeɪt ɹᵻmˈeɪnɪŋ ɹˈaɪflɪmˌɛn wɛn dˈeɪlaɪt bɹˈɔːt mˈoːɹ dˈɛdli fˈaɪɚ ænd hiː wʌz ˈɔːɹdɚd tə wɪθdɹˈɔː.
Attacked continuously with grenades, machine-guns, and rifles from three sides and twice subjected to suicidal charges during the night, he and his valiant men fiercely beat back or destroyed the enemy, resorting to hand-to-hand combat as the supply of ammunition dwindled and still maintaining his lines with his eight remaining riflemen when daylight brought more deadly fire and he was ordered to withdraw.