The first Panzer IV emerged from the mist like a beast from a nightmare. Its tracks chewed the mud, and its long-barreled gun swung toward their position. Around Billy, the remnants of Easy Company opened fire. Rifles cracked. A bazooka team let loose a rocket that screamed across the field and struck the tank’s side skirt with a flash of orange. The tank kept coming.
“He was just a kid!”
“Fall back to the ditch!” Jake shouted. Brothers In Arms- Hell-s Highway
“They’re all kids,” Jake said, his voice breaking for just a second. Then he hardened again. “And we’re the only ones who can stop this. On me. Now.” The first Panzer IV emerged from the mist
The mission was simple: hold the corridor. Keep the road open so British tanks could roll up to Arnhem. But simple was a lie war told you so you’d keep moving. Rifles cracked
