May 02 , 2026
Smoke choked the dawn sky. Cannons thundered, smoke blurring reality with hell. Amid the carnage, one young officer refused to quit. Alonzo Cushing, barely 22, stood his ground through the deafenin...
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Apr 30 , 2026
Artillery smoke choked the hollow of Cemetery Ridge. Shells screamed overhead. Men fell like dry timber. Amid the crescendo of thunder and blood, Lieutenant Alonzo Cushing gripped the wheel of his ...
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Apr 28 , 2026
Smoke choked the air. Thunder cracked. Cannons roared like the wrath of some ancient god, tearing through the sky at Gettysburg on July 3, 1863. Amid all that hellfire, a young Union artillery offi...
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Apr 27 , 2026
Alonzo Cushing was buried under a hailstorm of Confederate bullets at Gettysburg, his hand shattered, blood flooding his uniform. Yet the cannon they manned blazed on, thunderous and unyielding. Th...
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Apr 26 , 2026
The roar of cannon fire burned through the dawn at Little Round Top. Smoke thick as hellclouds choked the hill. Amidst the chaos, one man stood firm—blood soaked, bone shattered, but still loading ...
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Apr 25 , 2026
Cannon smoke chokes the air. Blood pools where hope once stood. Alonzo Cushing grips the wheel of his cannon as enemy fire shrieks overhead. Wounded twice, he stays—undaunted, relentless, unmoving....
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