D-Day Warriors Trailer Charles Story

Land on the coast, go straight for Berlin, kill this guy, destroy his armed forces, and dictate the terms of surrender. This is the largest amphibious invasion in the history of the world.

I landed in the first wave on the sixth of June nineteen forty four. This was my first day in combat.

Failure on Omaha Beach could conceivably have unhinged the whole invasion.

I am a Penobscot Indian at Old Town, Maine. Native Americans have always supported the United States by serving Army and Air Force and Marines.

This is a go for broke moment. There is no plan B. There is no alternative. There is no contingency.

When the ramp went down, the men that were standing in the front received direct hits.

Charles as a medic was crawling on his stomach from wounded soldier to wounded soldier.

All he had was, like, two shots of morphine and some bandages. That's it.

Machine gun fire was continuous, small arms fire, mortar fire, and small artillery.

Within an hour, Omaha Beach is a disaster. Pinned down on the beach, riddled with casualties, without equipment, without weapons.

And he's out there fighting a war. He's out there saving lives.

Then I think about how it was when I was in.

And then I think about the guys nowadays that are over in Middle East.

The experiences are the same, but they're different. The way you went about it is different. And that's what holds it all together.

Soldiers were decorated in the aftermath for these extreme acts of bravery, but we'll never know most of the stories.

I built a fire.

I put sage in the fire, tobacco, and I bathe myself in the smoke to cleanse my thoughts and my body of all evil.

And I think only on the men that paid the ultimate price, who sold up perhaps, Her per souls are perhaps still wandering around the beach. I don't know, but that's where I feel.