"Alright men listen up! we are about to land on their beach.You can either make your training worth it, or it can go to waste.All of us might die when this door opens,so stay low." said Captain Allen.Bombs were exploding everywhere in the water.On the beach fellow british and american troops were being slaughtered on the beach of Germany. "TEN SECONDS TO LANDING!" yelled the boat driver. This was it. Ten...nine...eight...seven...six...five...four...three...two...ONE! GO! GO! GO!Slam! the door burst open and bullets rained down on the americans. Out of thirty troops on that little boat seven made it out. They stumbled on bodies floating in the blood tainted water or on the blood stained ground."Bloomfield,throw that grenade at the 50 cal. its slaughtering everyone." Mostly everyone was called by there last name.Bloomfield threw the grenade and the germans tried to flee when they found it.BOOM! two german helmets crashed onto the sand.
"Allright men, where trying to get to that building right there.Thats where we will have safer passage to the weapons we need to take out, stay behind the barriers on your way and stay low." said Captain Allen. The run over there was sickening.They would always step on somebodies body.They succeded with only six men left."Grab me that bazooca Eason." ordered Allen. As soon as he got it he shot two missles at two 50 cal. guns. Just like that seven germans were gone."Move up!" the six men advanced into shelters.They now had another mission. Take out the gun shelters where huge guns were firing at the ships. The door was slightly opened. Bloomfield stuck his M1 Grand into a nice space and shot. Then the six soldiers came in and slaughtered the rest of the remaining men."Put the charges on the guns and get out of here!" yelled Allen.BOOM! the inside exploded and the top of the huge shelter collapsed.
It had been almost a day of fighting before the germans finally lost their beach.Bodies lay everywhere. Many wounded.Yet so many had tears rolling off their chins at the sight of a dead friend. After all the fighting only five of the seven men under Allen's men made it. The two that died were Bloomfield and Heller. The five remaing were Eric Eason, Captain Allen Stewarts, Ryan Cod, Ernie Goodwill, and Alex Baron. Luck shined upon them though. There was a squad of a special forces team and only three survied. They were Matt Terv, Al Mc.Nuson, and T.J Carv.Those three joined the other five and now were a stronger squad.
"Now to set up camp. The new guys know what the misson is so no need to tell them." said Allen.They had dinner and it wasnt very cheerful.The next day was horrible. They were getting closer to the weapons neede to be taken down. However a lot of times they would step on a hand or see a leg. The sight brought sorrow into them to see fellow men dead."They must of advanced sooner than i thought." said Allen. They were walking for two hours when guns shots were heard very close. "Ambush!" yelled Alex. The eight men ran for cover and hiding. elevn germans came out and searched for them. The squad easily shot down the germans."We need to be more careful here, dont forget this is an invasion." said Allen. Soon they ran into an american camp. They entered and went strait for Corporal Jack."Allen! Good to see you alive." said Jack."Whats the report Corporal?" asked Allen."We've got a german force of tanks to the west,Me and Captain Cody have sent forces to dispatch of them with about four tanks." Allen looked a bit worried at the news."Do those men have any charges?" he asked. "Why of course!" A question jumped into his head."What of the british?" asked Allen."They are doing well. Their advance toward Berlin have gone well." replied Jack."Good-eh, do you mind if we stay here tonight?" Jack took no time to answer."Ya,you can stay here."
It was a rough night.German activity could be heard far away. The next morning the men woke up very tired. "We may be tried still but we have to move out squad. Now lets go-" Allen was interrupted "Wait! im sending ten more troops with you to help. They are well trained and are ready for combat." said Jack."Good,thanks Jack. Good luck!" The eighteen men set out."Allright, were at our first target, stay low and be quiet." wisperd Allen.Infront of where they were hiding was a humungus gun ment to take down a battleship. The security around it wasnt very good at all.Allen fired his gun and so did all the others.In two minutes the security was gone.
"Eason, put two charges on that gun and hurry, germans are coming to see what the commotion was!" said Allen.Eric ran to the weapon and planted the chargers.He heard a wizz in the distance and fell to the ground. He was shot in the hip by a sniper.Eason looked up at Allen.Allen put his finger to his lips to say "Quiet" the other seventeen moved closer to the germans."FIRE!" screamed Allen.The germans were taken by surprise and fled."Anyone here know anything about healing wounds?" asked Allen worridly."I do sir!" said Alex.Alex ran over to Eason.He cleaned the wound, pulled the bullet out, and bandaged the wound."All right,lets move out to the next targets."
They found the next gun very quickly,as fast as a bullet could go.It took them almost an hour to get to however.Surprisingly there was no germans guarding it.That gun was destroyed in an instant.Allen suddenly got a radio transmission from the General."Men, good news,the next target and our last has been destroyed by another speacial forces team." exclaimed Allen.There was great relief umong the soldiers."Now our last mission is to get back to the main army." said Allen."That sounds easy enough" exclaimed Eric."I'm not finished yet,to get there however, we have to run a german blockade."

was this d-day, cus that wasnt on the beaches of germany, it was france