Oct 06 , 2025
John Basilone stood alone, heart pounding like war drums, his twin .30 caliber machine guns spewing fire into a tide of enemies that refused to break. The jungle air thick with smoke, blood, and sw...
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Oct 03 , 2025
John Basilone stood in the green hell of Guadalcanal, bullets cracking like angry thunder all around him. Grenades burst in the undergrowth. Enemy forces swarmed his position, but he did not flinch...
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Oct 02 , 2025
John Basilone stood alone at a crumbling machine gun nest, the jungle alive with death’s roar. Bullets screamed past, but he didn’t flinch. Twice as many Japanese forces swarmed his position, but h...
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