Tuesday, June 6, 1944
D-Day Invasion
Omaha Beach
As the landing craft pushed closer to Omaha, it seemed like a wake-up call, the Sergeant yelled "Clear the raft! 30 seconds!" To Pvt. Davis, it seemed like a death trap. One that he wouldn't come out of alive.
Davis, only 18, had joined the United States Marines shortly after he moved out of his parents' house. "Damn, man. Are we really doing this," he said to the Sergeant. Davis was given glares by the soldiers around him. "Quiet, Davis. Or else you're going to be the first one to die." He couldn't exactly recognize the voice, but he thought it was maybe the Sergeant. He was pretty mean at times.
As the raft door lowered, MG-42 rounds flew everywhere. If you were in the water, you had to be three feet away from the spot where the bullet entered to be safe. Cpl. Schumacher, the sub machine gunner, motioned Davis to get to cover. "GRENADE!" Again, Davis couldn't make out the voice, but Schumacher could. He knew it well. It was the voice of Corporal Wilson, the rifleman.
The Nazis kept laying down blankets of bullets at a time, most hitting the sand or water. Schumacher saw something he hoped he wouldn't have to. Davis was shot in the head, and fell on a buried landmine. Schumacher didn't bother calling for a medic at first, because he knew Davis was dead. One of the snipers managed to get a shot at one of the Nazis using an MG-42. Another sniper shot rang out among all the fire being laid down by the Nazis and their MG-42s. Another MG-42 user was killed. 2 more shots rang out. One whole pillbox of MG-42s was knocked out. A rifleman threw a grenade in to finish it off. 5 seconds after he pulled the pin, it exploded, and the pillbox caved in.
A MG-42 managed to get a shot on the sniper. Schumacher called for a medic. The medic arrived and carried him to the tent that was too far out of range for an MG-42 to shoot at. He was given morphine for the pain and had gauze put over the wound once the bullet was removed. Schumacher took the sniper, and originally trying out for this position, had managed to clear an entire pillbox without missing. He then noticed something, but it was too late to run.
To Be Continued...
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