As we got back to the convoy, people asked what happened. We replied with a simple "we just help you guys. your welcome". And two hours passed until I here a scary sound, a weird siren like screaming noise, only to see a tank two places ahead of us burst into flames I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. As the sound returned it's a bunch of Stuka dive-bombers I turned the turret as Josh handed me a antiaircraft shell, round after round I slammed at those planes and missed until josh yelled aim ahead of them. I did just that and knocked three planes out of the sky two burst into flames and one was just obliterated. I swear we can't just have one minute to relax I said. There is no relaxation during wartime said David. And that's how our day ended.
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Fearless
Historical FictionJune, 1944 Normandy, France. 741st Tank battalion. A group of men that go by Tucker, Josh, Nico,and David share a "home" a M4 Sherman tank. The story will take you on their journey across Europe. during WWII