The soldiers plunged into the smoke and vanished from view.

From somewhere off in the darkness came a long ghastly scream, dying away as the soldier with the faulty chute plunged to death.

Again soldiers tramped forward and plunged into the crowd.

From behind they heard more shouting now as other soldiers discovered their dead and plunged out of the fortress for revenge.

The warrior moved, and the soldier plunged a knife into his back.

The soldier, shorter and squatter than either of us, his eyes fixed beyond the street, plunged straight at us, as if we did not exist.

As the soldier plunged into her.

A roar sounded from outside the castle as more German soldiers plunged for the door.

The soldier plunged, dead, into the trench.

The soldier plunged for the nearest panels as half the indicator lights suddenly flickered and died out.