the end of the begining

June 6, 1944
0250 hours



My name is Lt.Davis I'm a British officer with the 23rd Royal Airborne division. I'm only 22 but it helps not to think about that. Commanding 30 men isn't a easy thing even when I have a friend, Corporal Joey Zung, I've known him for half of my life. I don't want to lose another friend like I did in the African korps fight.
"Get ready for landing boys!" Sergent Williams said. hes been mostly like the platoon commander but now I have to show that I'm ready for everything else. "Lock arms!" we all wrapped are arms around the other mans arms. "Legs up! Alright Boys listen up were getting ready to land once you step foot on the ground find me or Davis!" "Here we go!" We hit the ground so fast i didn't even notice, but the one thing I remember hearing was...."Shit, ow my god damn leg!" Wasn't the best sound to hear on the plane. "Get up, get up I said Davis." Joey said." you ok, we hit the ground like a fucking meteor huh Davis." "Yeah Joey, I guess we did." Alright looks like the Gerrys didn't see are loud landing...... Draven where the hells Mills." "He's dead sir." everyone just stood there with a silent moment. "huh..... He never got to see his 20th birthday." Sergent said. I never told you the Sergent's name well his name is Peirce, I still don't know his first name.
"Its time to move out, get your ammo and weapons and take out the guards on the bridge." Sergent said "You got it Sarge." a private said. What we're going to do is what I've been training for. "MOVE IN!!!" every man charging for the guards. "Holy shit! Theres a pillbox there what the hell do we do now sir!" Private John brigs said. I had a long pause trying not to make the wrong order. "Sir?" "We'll take two squads around. One on the right and one on the left." "Can I take with right flank Sir" Joey said. "No you will be next to the Sarge and thats non negotiable." I said. Gun firing from the left and right, in front of us and even from above. "Hold here until the pillbox is destroyed." We stood for 3 minutes hoping it would explode. "I can't stay here and wait I'm going in!" A private said. Right when he got close to it the pillbox exploded. The private was killed instantly. "The pillbox is destroyed lets move in" Joey said
"The first side of the bridge is secure Move to the next! Get Johnson over here on the double Draven." The Sergent said. Draven whispered to himself. "I hate my job, I'm Airborne Infantry not a runner. Johnson! Johnson!!!!" Johnson was found. With his face burned and arm blown off. He died planting the bombs in the pillbox. "Where is Johnson." Sergent said. "He's dead Sir." Sergent sat there with a Angry face. "God damn soldiers getting killed, isn't that enough for me." I sat there and thought. "Davis lets go."
-To be continued