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Creative Writing D-Day

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Introduction

D-Day 0400 hours Aboard HMS Black Prince "Keep moving chaps, keep it moving, Jerry will be expecting us." It was the morning of D-Day, my men and I were aboard a fleet of British and American ships, steaming across the Channel towards the coast of Normandy to embark on the greatest mission ever. We were in a long line of men waiting to board our landing craft that would take us to our beach. We had all heard the rumours that our beach was the best defended and would probably have the worst casualty rating of them all. "We are just lucky to be in the second wave," Sergeant Wood had remarked over breakfast, until someone had reminded him casualty rates for the second wave were expected to be nearly as high as the first. So we lined up waiting to board our landing craft as we shuffled forward in near silence, watching the sea rise and fall and the barrage balloons drift across the dim morning sky and I wondered if I would live to see home again. ...read more.

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There was a whirring sound as the winch releases the ramp and a splash as it hits the water. Hell is then unleashed. 0645 On Omaha Beach, Dog Sector The sound of heavy machine guns blast through the air and the bullets ricochet around the inside of the landing craft slicing though flesh and bone like a razor though rice paper. I managed to struggle my way out the landing craft and onto the beach with Sergeant Wood behind me. I crawl up to the tank trap in front of me that would provide cover from the machine guns that strafe the beach. "What the fuck do we do now, Sir?" shouted Corporal Malarkey. "Get your cold wet ass up the beach Corporal!" I replied. I moved toward a group of soldiers huddled behind a tank trap. As I approached slowly using as much cover as I could a soldier ran past me and toward the sea wall but he never made it about 5 foot ahead of me he took a shot to the head that made his brain explode. ...read more.

Conclusion

"Were the hell are we," I shout to Sergeant Mendez. "Right were we are supposed to be but no one else is," he shouts back. "We need to get thought this bank," I shout to no one in particular. "Bring up the Bangalore's," I yell to private Barns. He scrambles towards me but takes a shot to the leg that takes out his knee cap he screams out in pain. "Sergeant fetch the Bangalore's." Sergeant Mendez scrambles up and runs over to the stricken private, unexpectedly he picks up Barns and carry's him to the sea wall and returns to gather up the Bangalore's. We prime them and slide them in to the sand around the edge of the bank. "Fire in the hole," I scream as we ignite the fuses, we scramble away from the explosives. A wall of sand rises into the air with an almighty thud. When the dust clears we can see that a path is clear thought the sand wall. "Get your ass's thought this gap," I call to the men we scramble thought leaving the sand behind and advance into the unknown................. By olly de Garston ...read more.

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