I saw the source of the voices. Three German soldiers heading towards the creek I grabbed my stuff and scrambled to a bush. I knew there were probably more so I crawled to a bush near the road. It looked like a whole battalion of German infantry had set up camp here. I knew I had to get out of here. I waited until the trio of Germans left I walked away.
I started walking near the road. I followed the craters and bodies that marked battles. I found burned out tanks and jeeps. Then the roads started getting bigger. Puzzled I kept walking. Finally I reached a village. I read the name of it. It was the village we had lost one week ago. A civilian walked up to me. I asked him were the Americans were. He said in broken English that they had fallen back. He said they were three kilometers down the road.
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Hold Your Ground
Historical FictionThis 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.
