After what seemed like hours we heard a distant rumble. Then we saw it. Planes, planes every were. The Germans started backing away then sprinting away. Our planes were staffing them. They were in full reatreat now. I hopped up yelling, " Yes!" After 3 hours there were still no allies yet. The radio was fried. We had no way to cantact command.
He was fading away. Lasping in and out of consince. When he was awake he was mumbling Mama, Mama, I want my Mama. It was dark Simmons was dieng. Put my coat over him. It was too late. Simmons last words were. Did, Did, Did I do good, did we finish the mission? T
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Hold Your Ground
Tarihi KurguThis world war 2 historical fiction follows the men of squad 34 through out the battle in Europe. From Omaha beach to there final battle and last stand. Hey guys I hope you enjoy. Also check out my announcement it has very important stuff in it.
