Nov 03 , 2025
Ernest E. Evans stood amid thunder and flame, the USS Johnston’s decks shaking beneath him. Around him, death loomed like a storm—Japanese battleships closing in, their guns spitting fire. But Evan...
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Nov 03 , 2025
Sgt. Maj. Daniel J. Daly stood with a rifle in hand, flames licking the night sky behind him, a circle of snarling enemies closing fast. His men were outnumbered, worn thin, the air thick with gunp...
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Nov 03 , 2025
Jacklyn Harold Lucas was fifteen when he stepped between death and his fellow Marines on Iwo Jima. His hands wrapped around grenades—human shields beneath an endless sky of fire. Blood soaked his u...
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Nov 03 , 2025
Alonzo Cushing stood behind his gun at Gettysburg, blood bright on his uniform, every breath a battle against death. The air cracked with cannon fire, smoke thick enough to choke the soul. Around h...
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Nov 03 , 2025
Sgt. Henry Johnson didn’t have the luxury to hesitate. Amid the choking blackness of a war-torn forest in the Argonne, the enemy struck like a pack of wolves. Gunfire shredded the night while grena...
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Nov 03 , 2025
He stood alone against a relentless tide of enemy fire. Rifle blazing, grenade in hand, Charles N. DeGlopper held the line on a shattered sliver of French farmland. His squad had fallen back. No re...
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