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D-Day

D-Day
June 6, 1944
The landing craft slowly approached the shores of Utah beach. The morning fog dissipated,
revealing the yellow sands of the beach, decorated by Czech hedgehogs designed to
stop tanks advancing.


He looked around. By his sides, his buddies prayed for their safety, while some handed him extra
rounds for his rifle. They're all anxious, as this battle will determine the faith of France and with it,
the rest of the world. Within minutes, the landing crafts hits the shore.
The ramp slammed opened. The invasion of Normandy has begun.
21 thousand men, despite knowing the risks, charged forwards, with strength as if it was t
he last battle they will fight. Bombardments from previous air raids had reduced the German
defense forces, but still formidable and able to take a few hits from the combined Allied forces.
He hesitated for awhile, but deduced that if he doesn’t fight, he won’t have a chance to survive either.
Shells peppered the air, hitting exposed infantry and killing many. But they charged on,
trading shots with the German forces. A shot from the USS Nevada destroyed the German bunker.
It was the Allied chance to push forwards, closing in on the German line of defense.
Trading shots with the enemies, he took a hit to his shoulder. Blood spurted out.


He looked around him, trying to find a field medic, but instead sees his men,
one by one getting cut down, blown away by artillery shots, or have little to no bits of them
left on the battlefield. He got terrified by the horrors of war, and started to loss hope,
that this invasion was a suicide mission.
A German battery fired, the shot landed near him. He dodged and was lucky to survive,
but the infantry by his side were reduced to pieces.
A photo slipped out of his pocket while he panic in the busy battlefield.
It was a photo of his wife and child, back in the US.


He tore a piece of his uniform and patched up his wounds. Picking up his rifle, he roar with
rage.
There is no way he is going to die here.










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