Sgt Henry Johnson, Harlem Hellfighter Awarded Medal of Honor in 2015

Sgt Henry Johnson, Harlem Hellfighter Awarded Medal of Honor in 2015

Jul 19 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Blood-soaked hands clutching rifle, the night splits with enemy cries. Sgt. Henry Johnson stands alone, fierce and unyielding, fighting back desperate waves of German soldiers. Bullets rip through ...

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Henry Johnson and the Harlem Hellfighters at Argonne Forest

Henry Johnson and the Harlem Hellfighters at Argonne Forest

Jul 18 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Sgt. Henry Johnson stood alone. Darkness broke open with gunfire and screams. Around him, his unit lay sleeping, trapped behind enemy lines near the town of Argonne Forest, October 1918. A German r...

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Henry Johnson, Harlem Hellfighter, Awarded the Medal of Honor

Henry Johnson, Harlem Hellfighter, Awarded the Medal of Honor

Jul 16 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Steel met flesh. Blood met earth. And Henry Johnson stood alone. German grenades rained down. His rifle emptied. Wounds burning, breath ragged—but he held the line. For his brothers. For honor. For...

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Henry Johnson and the Harlem Hellfighter Who Defied Death

Henry Johnson and the Harlem Hellfighter Who Defied Death

Jul 16 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Sgt. Henry Johnson stood alone in the flicker of gunfire, wounded, bleeding, but unbroken. The cold rain washed over him as the shadows of a German raiding party closed in. Teeth clenched, bloodied...

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Henry Johnson, Harlem Hellfighter and Argonne Medal of Honor Hero

Henry Johnson, Harlem Hellfighter and Argonne Medal of Honor Hero

Jul 13 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Sgt. Henry Johnson stood alone in the dark woods of the Argonne Forest, his bloodied hands gripping a shattered rifle. Shells screamed overhead. The enemy struck like a pack of wolves, but he did n...

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Henry Johnson, the Harlem Hellfighter Who Saved Apremont

Henry Johnson, the Harlem Hellfighter Who Saved Apremont

Jul 13 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Gunfire spit through the blackened woods. The night air thick with smoke and screams. Then Henry Johnson stood alone—blood pounding in his ears, bullets nibbling flesh, but still he fought. One man...

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