Sep 28 , 2025
Blood. Smoke. The earth trembling beneath pounding hooves and cannon fire. Amid the chaos of Gettysburg, one man stood his ground. Not a step back. Not a whispered doubt. Alonzo Cushing, artillery ...
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Sep 27 , 2025
The sky was a canvas of gunfire and smoke—chaos whispered in every heartbeat. Somewhere deep in the Vietnamese jungle, Thomas W. Norris saw brothers trapped beneath a rain of bullets and death. He ...
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Sep 27 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was fifteen years old when the world tested every ounce of his grit—and he gave back everything he had. In the chaos of Iwo Jima, amid smoke and screaming, a grenade landed bes...
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Sep 27 , 2025
He knelt over a shattered cannon, blood dripping from shattered ribs, powder smoke thick in the air. The enemy surged like a dark tide—unyielding, ruthless. But Alonzo Cushing did not falter. He or...
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Sep 26 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was thirteen years old when war swallowed him whole. Too young by all measures—too small, too green—but his heart was an inferno. On a Pacific island torn to jagged edges by wa...
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Sep 24 , 2025
He was bleeding out, his arms useless slabs of broken bones, yet Alonzo Cushing kept his artillery battery firing. The air was thick with smoke, the screams of dying men biting into the night. Gett...
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