Nov 10 , 2025
John Basilone stood alone. Sweat slashed by gunfire. The jungle screamed around him—enemy grenades bursting, bodies falling. His machine gun sang death’s hymn. No reinforcements. No mercy. Just Bas...
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Nov 10 , 2025
Charles N. DeGlopper stood alone on a ridge soaked in mud and blood. Enemy fire raked through every inch of the farmland below. His brothers were falling back, outnumbered, and exposed. This wasn’t...
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Nov 10 , 2025
Desmond Thomas Doss stood on the jagged, bloody ridge of Okinawa, a medic without a weapon in his hands, no gun to answer the fire raining down. Enemy shells exploded around him. Men screamed. Ever...
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Nov 10 , 2025
A single man, standing alone with a .30 caliber machine gun, held back a tide of death to save his brothers. Charles N. DeGlopper didn’t just fight—he became the thin line between life and oblivion...
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Nov 10 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was nineteen years old when he dove headfirst into hell, tearing open the bright grenade’s deadly grip with nothing but his bare hands. Two explosions, two grenades—one saving ...
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Nov 10 , 2025
His boots sunk into a 12-hour mud pit strewn with shrapnel and bodies. The enemy was closer than breathing distance. Bullets shredded the air, screams tore through the night. James E. Robinson Jr. ...
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