Dec 20 , 2025
Blood. Smoke. Shouts swallowed by the Afghan night. Salvatore Giunta moved forward, hauling a wounded comrade from a death trap no man should walk into twice. The Man Behind the Medal Born in West...
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Dec 19 , 2025
The air ripped with gunfire. A firefight like no other—chaotic, brutal, unforgiving. Salvatore Giunta dove through the mud, lungs burning, senses razor-sharp. He didn’t stop to think. His buddy was...
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Dec 13 , 2025
Salvatore Giunta’s name cuts through the smoke and fire of war. In a hailstorm of bullets, chaos closing like an iron trap, he charged into the crucible—the line between death and survival blurs. T...
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Dec 11 , 2025
Bullets snapped the night like broken bones. Darkness swallowed us on October 25, 2007—Korengal Valley, Afghanistan. The enemy struck fast, fierce, close. Salvatore Giunta saw a comrade fall, bleed...
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Dec 08 , 2025
Blood and mud clung to his hands. A buddy dragged into the open, bullets ripping past like shrapnel hail. Salvatore Giunta didn’t hesitate. He ran into hell. Blood Runs Through Small Town Veins Bo...
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Dec 07 , 2025
Salvatore Giunta never chose the easy road. When chaos clawed out from the dark mountain passes of Afghanistan, he stepped into hellfire, straight into the teeth of death. He understood that valor ...
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