All right, I've been sort of slow in writing, anything for that matter. Now I'm going to try and change that around though…
ForwardThe year is 1944, Hitler has conquered Europe while Hirohito has conquered the pacific. America has been rocked by the events of December 7th, 1941 and has officially entered the war.
Though under manned and outgunned, the United States Armed Forces have one thing going for them, the industrial might of a nation not yet hampered by attacks on their factories.
With this behind them, there is no way they can lose… or can they? The fate of the world hangs in the balance as the allied invasion of the French coast begins in the early hours of June 6th, 1944.
Spearheading this attack are the force of the British 6th Airborne, the American 101st Airborne, and the American 82nd Airborne. One of these men is Lance Corporal Shippo Branch of the 101st.
He is young soldier, only 20, with his whole life ahead of him. As part of a unit he is only one, but he stands out compared to the rest. With his emerald green eyes and chestnut hair he is a welcomed site to a wounded soldier, he is the medic of his unit.
Like many other men he joined the airborne on promises of increased wages and the adventure of lifetime, seeing foreign lands and exotic women. Now he's not so sure as his C-47 begins it's accent and thunders across the English Channel.
Will this be my grave? his mind screams at him How stupid was I? He begins to wonder What guy in his right mind would join a unit that lives to jump out of planes?
It's to late for second thoughts now, his plane is already well of the ground and on it's way to Normandy. The fate of the world is now in the hands of thousands of men wondering the same thing as they are hurtled towards France.
If they should fail though, all will be lost. The Germans will tare the invasion force to pieces and the world will be under the control of the swastika.
Miles below them Sergeant Miroku Doyle prepares his men, the men of the 2nd Ranger Battalion for what lies ahead. In a matter of hours his men will be shuttled to the beach by British Seamen.
He is the leader of a small squad of Rangers. At 30 he is young for the position, the youngest noncommissioned officer in the company. Among his men, he is known as a gentle, soft-spoken man. They have yet to see him in combat though, when his purple eyes shine with death as his black hair becomes dirty.
There are two things he lives for now, his men, and his wife Sango back home in the states. She is five months pregnant and expecting not only a healthy baby boy but a loving husband to be in her life in the next four months.
Among the men in his squad is the impatient man that is Corporal Inuyasha Morgan. A man of mystery concealed behind silvery white hair and amber eyes. Not much is known about his past, only that he is devoid of all but one emotion, anger.
Their job, the job of the entire 2nd Ranger Battalion is to destroy the guns on the strategic Pointe du Hoc, a position capable of nailing the surrounding landing beaches as the rest of the Army pours onto them.
Unfortunately the pointe sits upon cliffs the tower hundreds of feet above the sea. Trusting their lives only to the British Seaman and the rocket propelled grappling hooks attached to their LCVPs.
These are their stories, the stories of men brought in to a war they did not start. They were damn well going to finish it though.