Oct 08 , 2025
He was a single man against an army. Just a handful of bullets and grit holding back a storm of death. Audie Murphy stood his ground on that dusty French hillside—every heartbeat a prayer, every br...
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Oct 08 , 2025
Charles N. DeGlopper’s last stand was a shot fired against the darkness. The deafening roar of relentless German machine guns, the crack and death of artillery crashing through Normandy’s choking f...
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Oct 08 , 2025
Gordon Douglas Yntema stood alone in the choking jungle, bullets punching the air around him. Wounded, exhausted, his position overrun, he made a choice—no one else would die that day if he had bre...
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Oct 08 , 2025
The mud clings like death’s own hand. Rifle cracked, bullets spit by his ears. Alvin York moves with cold resolve. Alone, flanked by ghosts and trenches smeared in blood. Ten yards. Five yards. The...
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Oct 08 , 2025
Jacklyn H. Lucas was not even sixteen when the sands of Iwo Jima tore his childhood away. His body, barely formed, became a shield between death and his brothers in arms. Two grenades rolled by. Wi...
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Oct 08 , 2025
Blood trickled down the cracked earth as Thomas W. Bennett crawled through the mud, unarmed but undeterred. Mortars screamed overhead, rounds tearing through the jungle canopy. The screaming was en...
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