Dec 21 , 2025
Edward R. Schowalter Jr. did not crawl into battle looking for glory. He climbed into a hell of fire and blood with one purpose: to lead. His hands gripped the rail of a burning tank, stocked and r...
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Dec 20 , 2025
Clifford C. Sims didn’t wait for orders. Bloodied and battered, with two bullets tearing through flesh and bone, he charged alone into a hail of enemy fire. The ridge was lost ground, a dead man’s ...
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Dec 20 , 2025
The earth trembled beneath frozen feet. Bullets shredded the air like angry hornets. Blood soaked the rocky soil. Somewhere in the chaos, Clifford C. Sims stood—wounded, exhausted, biting down pain...
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Dec 20 , 2025
Clifford C. Sims was on the edge of death, bleeding out, but his eyes never faltered. The enemy was closing in fast. The fate of his men hung on one razor's edge. Against every whispered plea in hi...
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Dec 20 , 2025
Clifford C. Sims bled through his uniform, every breath a razor slicing through shattered lungs. Yet, he moved forward—step by agonizing step—leading men into the inferno of war. One thigh mangled,...
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Dec 20 , 2025
Clifford C. Sims stood alone at the razor’s edge of death. Gunfire tore the frozen air to shreds. His right leg crippled, blood slick on the mud beneath. Yet he moved forward—every step more agony ...
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