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March 22nd.1941 (Somewhere,France). 
(Raining)

Boys! Hold tight for 20 we've lost communication between b company and us! Conserve as much ammo as you can only shoot if you've been shot at.

As we sit there while the rain pours down I wonder if it'll ever stop, I look over to my left ask jimmy if he needs any extra ammo (all full!) alright, turn back to my right looking over the wall waiting for the enemy to come closer so I can shoot him.

I hear the sirens go off again, Duck men! 
Bombs landing near me each bomb seems like it's coming closer and closer and closer, they soon stop and I go back to being on the lookout from behind I hear my commander saying back up should be arriving.. Now!
Move in boys Go,Go,Go! 

As we push closer to Paris and I can see day break I know we will be safe soon and they'll be out of hear I can see the enemy running father back as I shoot I see two more body's go down infront of me stepping over them to shoot, all the sudden the shooting stops.All Rights Reserved

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