In the year 1942 the US army officials opened up ot the public about a new regiment within the army, the paratroopers, they were said to be the men who would be dropped behind enemy lines from a plane and only the bravest men would sign up to take p...
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"Those who dare to fail miserably can achieve greatly."
- John F. Kennedy
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Shifty stopped behind Smokey and Tab still holding Joyce up from where her injury gave her a limp. All four looked forwards to a man who stared up at the sky, their heads slightly tilted as they tried to figure out who it was. Joyce let Shifty release her so he could drink, often she would remind the three to drink or eat to make sure they stayed fit and well. Tab constantly was reminding her to drink herself as she had been so set on looking out for them that she forgot to care for herself.
"Hey, it looks like what's-his-name." Tab spoke finally after silence.
"Blithe. Albert Blithe from first platoon." Joyce told him with a small smile on her face.
Tab nodded in agreement as Shifty questioned, Smokey agreed too. Tab began to call out to the man. With the first yell the man didn't respond, neither did he respond to the second one. But on the third call out his head lowered from the sky as he turned to the group, stumbling toward them through the weeds and grass placing his helmet on his head. Joyce heard yells in the background but ignored them.
She unhooked her canteen and limped toward the man before he could make it over, holding it to his lips and forcing him to drink a little water. Just by how he looked he seemed like he had barely drank since he landed and she knew that was bad. Once she was satisfied she limped back to the three with Blithe following her. The man looked down at her leg where the makeshift bandage was red before looking at the other three.
"You okay Doc?" He questioned.
"Sure am, patched it up quite well." Joyce smiled at him.
"Thought that was you." Tab smiled, "you alone ?"
"You're the first familiar faces I've seen." His accent strong.
"I ain't surprised. They dropped us all over the goddamn peninsula." Smokey replied to him.
"We've been fighting with the 502nd since we hit the ground. You?" Tab asked Blithe.
"Oh I've been... tryna find Easy." Blithe told the group, Joyce's face softened.
"Join the club." Tab told him sarcastically causing Joyce to scowl and hit him as he placed his arm around her waist, taking Shiftys spot from helping her.
"You couldn't be nicer ? Poor guys been alone. At least we've had each other to get through it." Joyce scolded him.
"I'm sorry mom, I'll be nicer next time." Tab laughed as they walked on.
The group followed with the 502nd most the way to where they had located Easy Company. Tab and Joyce led the group toward members the of Easy Company, smiles on their faces as they were glad to have finally made it.
