May 20 , 2026
Blood soaked the ground, but Sgt. Clifford C. Sims didn’t stop. His voice cracked over the chaos, rallying battered men forward—wounded bad, but refusing to yield. Every step was agony, yet his eye...
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May 20 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims fought, bled, and charged while the mountain screamed around him. His left arm shattered. Blood poured, vision blurred. Yet forward he drove—leading men through hell’s teeth. No re...
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May 20 , 2026
He bled out on a frozen ridge under a hailstorm of enemy fire. His right leg shattered, left arm useless, but Clifford C. Sims pushed forward—leading the charge like a man possessed. Enemy lines fa...
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May 20 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims bled in the cold mud of Korea, grit carving out a moment most men couldn’t survive. Bullets tore flesh. Artillery shells turned earth to fire. Yet he charged on. Limping, shattered...
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May 20 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims bled in the mud of Korea, but he refused to die under enemy fire. He was a broken man fighting through broken ground, every ragged step a testament to the grit it takes to lead whe...
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May 20 , 2026
Clifford C. Sims gripped his rifle through a storm of bullets and blood. One hand useless, the other steady. The hill before him was a wall of fire and frozen death. His voice, hoarse but relentles...
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