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One And Done : The Experience Of The Normandy Day

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One and Done The thirty of us were all crowded in one of the many boats headed toward the beach. I was the only communications expert in the group, and the only 17 year old newbie. The rest of the squad consisted of infantry and one battlefield doctor. The sky had turned cloudy and the water was freezing cold. There was an eerie silence as my company’s hearts beat faster as land was in sight. The smell of ozone filled the air and punctured our nostrils. Suddenly, the silence was broken as bullets pinged the metal of our boat, and instantly killing half of my company. Screaming from wounded men filled the air, drowning out my voice. We had arrived at Normandy. Fire was everywhere. It engulfed boats, men and the …show more content…

As my group and I peek over the shelter, sniper and machine gun fire tear through the air, ripping chunks out of the rock shelter. There goes that plan. It looks like it is time to run the gauntlet. We decide to run it as a group. My only shield from the bullets is my gun. I have yet to fire it. In fact, it scares me that my armor is something that takes, but does not give in return. There is no time to contemplate this, for Sergeant had already started the run. I had to sprint to keep up with the group. Just when I think that the bullets and rockets are bearable, out of nowhere, a German knocks me down. My rifle goes flying, leaving me defenseless. The German soldier reaches for his knife, but I blocked it with my hands. We roll around on the sand fighting, when I find myself picking up my rifle. I turn around and fire. I see a shocked faced of man who was about to stab me. For the first time, I get to study my opponents face. His shock transfers over to my face. This “man” is no man. He was a young boy like me. His young face is round, and his eyes startled me. They were bright blue and hardened. They were the eyes of someone who had seen too much already. The soldier fell to the ground with a thud. My rifle seemed to weigh a hundred pounds. I didn’t realize this weight was guilt. I hauled it up the beach to the group to find them locked in a similar situation. It appears that pairs of one Nazi and one Allie are fighting

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