Clifford C. Sims Medal of Honor Charge at Chosin Reservoir

Clifford C. Sims Medal of Honor Charge at Chosin Reservoir

Jan 08 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Clifford C. Sims bled through the frozen mud of Korea, every ounce of flesh screaming, every heartbeat a drum of war. Wounded, battered, his world collapsing—he stood tall, screaming for his men to...

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Clifford C. Sims' Korean War Charge at Albia Heights

Clifford C. Sims' Korean War Charge at Albia Heights

Jan 08 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Clifford C. Sims lay on the blood-soaked ridge, every breath a razor slicing through cracked ribs and shattered flesh. The enemy pressed on, relentless as hell itself. His voice was barely a whispe...

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How Clarence S. Olszewski Won the Medal of Honor at Monte Cassino

How Clarence S. Olszewski Won the Medal of Honor at Monte Cassino

Jan 08 , 2026

Infidel Co.

The dirt burns like fire. Smoke chokes the morning air. Clarence S. Olszewski stands steady beneath a hurricane of bullets. Behind him, men falter. Ahead, nothing but hell and a ridge the enemy mus...

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Clarence Olszewski and the Quiet Courage That Took Hill 220

Clarence Olszewski and the Quiet Courage That Took Hill 220

Jan 08 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Bullets screamed like angry wasps. Dirt exploded at his feet. Smoke clawed the sky, choking the sun. Clarence S. Olszewski stood alone, rifle in hand, heart pounding in a language only war speaks. ...

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Clarence S. Olszewski’s WWII Medal of Honor in Hürtgen Forest

Clarence S. Olszewski’s WWII Medal of Honor in Hürtgen Forest

Jan 08 , 2026

Infidel Co.

The dirt was churned, the air thick with smoke, and bullets screamed past like death’s own song. Somewhere in the hellfire of the Hürtgen Forest, Clarence S. Olszewski stood tall, eyes blazing with...

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Clarence S. Olszewski's Medal of Honor at Huertgen Forest

Clarence S. Olszewski's Medal of Honor at Huertgen Forest

Jan 08 , 2026

Infidel Co.

Clarence S. Olszewski stood knee-deep in mud and blood, under a sky lit by tracer rounds and explosions. His voice cracked, slicing through the chaos: “Follow me. We take that hill.” A line nearly ...

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