Dec 07 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris crawled through a hailstorm of gunfire—two soldiers trapped, screaming in agony just beyond open ground. Without hesitation, he plunged into the chaos, clutching one man to his bac...
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Dec 06 , 2025
Bullets tore the jungle air. The cries of the wounded pierced the chaos. Sergeant Thomas W. Norris stood screaming orders over the fusillade of AK-47s and RPGs. His hands were steady. His eyes, a r...
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Dec 05 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris leaned against a shattered tree, breath ragged, eyes scanning the hellstorm around him. The jungle spat bullets; comrades lay broken. Under a sky thick with smoke and death, he did...
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Dec 03 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris knelt in the mud, chaos ripping the jungle apart. Bullets thudded, grenades bloomed like hellfire, and comrades were trapped—wounded and screaming beneath a merciless enemy onslaug...
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Nov 30 , 2025
Smoke chokes the valley. Bullets slice the air like angry knives. Forty meters away, a wounded comrade gasps, trapped by the night’s unyielding chaos. No hesitation. Thomas W. Norris moves—alone—in...
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Nov 27 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris was a man who ran toward the gunfire when others fell back. The jungle was a living grave, every moment thick with death’s approach. But there, under the choking canopy of Vietnam,...
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