No guts!

That’s what they said about young Harry Bishop, and that’s why he was demoted to being a buckshee driver in a twenty‑five pounder gun crew instead of commanding one of his own.

The one person left to believe in Harry was — Harry. So he pinched back a gun from the Germans, and set out to ram the word “coward” down the throat of every man in the desert.

Story: Brunt

Art: Martin

Cover: Ken Barr