Jan 08 , 2026
Charles DeGlopper stood alone on the muddy ridge, bullets tearing the air past him like angry hornets. His squad was falling back, cut down or pushing through the hellfire. Yet, there he was—his M1...
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Jan 07 , 2026
Charles DeGlopper stood alone on a shattered ridge, the din of war crashing around him. Bullets tore the air, machine guns raked the earth where his brothers retreated. He had one mission: cover th...
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Jan 01 , 2026
Charles DeGlopper stood alone against a rising sea of steel and fire. The bullets screamed past, tearing the earth where his comrades had just pulled back. The Germans pressed hard—his squad, his p...
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Dec 26 , 2025
The air choked on smoke and blood. Machine guns cracked like thunder, relentless and unforgiving. Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone on that shattered ridge, a thin line between his brothers and an e...
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Dec 24 , 2025
The whistle tore through the freezing air — a scream of steel and death. Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone, a thin silhouette against the hellfire of Normandy’s fields on June 9, 1944. His squad was...
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Dec 19 , 2025
Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone on the bluff, a living wall against the storm of German fire. Machine guns spit death, shells rained like iron thunder, but he never blinked. Every step backward me...
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