Nov 12 , 2025
Robert Jenkins saw death up close. Not just the cold shadow creeping over fields of fire, but the raw, violent sting that rips breath from lungs and shatters bones beneath his boots. On a night in ...
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Nov 12 , 2025
Robert H. Jenkins Jr. didn’t hesitate when fire rained down. The moment a grenade clattered amidst his squad, everything slowed—breath, time, instinct. He dove on it without a second thought. Flesh...
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Nov 12 , 2025
The grenade landed. Time folded. Robert H. Jenkins Jr. didn’t hesitate. The weapon at his feet was a live enemy grenade, seconds from eruption. Without a flicker of doubt, Jenkins dove, absorbing t...
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Nov 12 , 2025
Thomas W. Norris moved through a hellscape of gunfire and smoke under a blazing Vietnam sun. The enemy had trapped his squad in a death trap near the Song Ve River. Wounded men lay scattered, cries...
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Nov 11 , 2025
The air was thick with gunfire and dread. A grenade landed in the foxhole where Robert H. Jenkins Jr. and his platoon huddled, hearts pounding louder than gunshots. Without hesitation, Jenkins thre...
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Nov 11 , 2025
The air was thick with gunfire and smoke. A grenade landed at Robert H. Jenkins Jr.’s feet. Without hesitation, he threw himself onto it—steel helmet, raw flesh, heart shielded by pure instinct. Si...
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