My Brother's Secret

We were the only ones left alive.
‘It’s up to us now,’ Ralf said. ‘We’ll have to do it on our own.’
We were lying in the shaded undergrowth at the edge of the woods, watching a small stone bunker at the opposite end of the clearing. Guarded by a group of uniformed boys, the derelict, grey building wasn’t much to look at, but it was our target; it was the difference between winning and losing. Every single one of the boys lying dead around us had lost their life either defending it or trying to take it.
I shook my head. ‘We’ll never make it.’
Martin grinned at me and his teeth flashed white against his dirty face. ‘It’ll be easy.’