Feb 06 , 2026
Thomas W. Norris Jr. did not hesitate when death circled close, when firefights screamed around him and the lives of his brothers bled out within arm’s reach. He stepped into hell, refused to let t...
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Feb 06 , 2026
Bullets tore the jungle air. Smoke clawed the sky. Yet, despite a shattered leg and bleeding wounds, Thomas W. Norris Jr. crawled into hell—not to save himself, but to drag brothers from death's do...
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Feb 06 , 2026
Thomas W. Norris Jr. stood in a crater-filled clearing, blood slick on his hands, his body riddled with wounds that should have stopped him. Around him, the enemy’s fire raked the jungle—relentless...
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Feb 06 , 2026
Thomas W. Norris Jr. crawled through the burning jungle under a rain of bullets, every breath burned, every muscle screaming. His body was riddled with wounds—deep, bloody, searing. The chatter of ...
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Feb 05 , 2026
Thomas W. Norris Jr. lay wounded, blood slick on the jungle floor, as enemy fire tore through the humid air. His vision blurred, limbs trembling. Still, he dragged himself forward—toward a dying co...
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Feb 05 , 2026
Blood dripped from his ragged knuckles, eyes fixed on the thirty yards of hell between him and his wounded brothers. Bullets whipped past, tearing through jungle shadows, but Thomas W. Norris Jr. m...
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