Jan 17 , 2026
Blood soaked the frozen ground. Movement stalled. Screams filled the air, cut short by silence — an eerie calm before the storm. Clifford C. Sims stumbled forward, one leg mangled, crimson dripping...
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Jan 17 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims crawled through the frozen mud, blood choking his breaths, but the enemy lines ahead still held. His unit was pinned, lives bleeding out under relentless fire. His shattered leg wa...
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Jan 17 , 2026
Blood streaming, rifle clenched tight, he kept moving—when every instinct screamed stop. Clifford C. Sims was nobody’s quitter. The enemy was closing fast, and the price of hesitation was death. Bu...
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Jan 17 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims was bleeding out on a jagged ridge in Korea. Bullets tore through the mountain air. His unit pinned down, their hope fading fast. Sims, strained through pain, did something all war...
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Jan 17 , 2026
The whistle of bullets tore through frozen air, closer than a heartbeat. Clifford C. Sims lay bleeding, his body broken but his will unshaken. Ahead, his unit staggered, pinned beneath a hellstorm’...
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Jan 17 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims bled honor into a frozen Korean hillside. The enemy threw everything at his company, yet he charged forward—wounded, determined, unstoppable. When pain tore through his flesh, he d...
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