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On the 6th of June 1944, my Great Uncle Cyril, on my mother's side, faught on the beaches of Normady, code named sword. He watched his best friend blown away by a shell, and many of his company die in combat. Once the innitial attack on the beach was over, he and his company moved across France. There was little resistance from the Germans, until they found them selves under heavy fire from German Panzer tanks. Cyril managed to avoid being shot personally, but the MG42 on th top of the Panzer shredded his pack pretty bad. Him and his company were trapped on the edge of a forset, and the tanks were enclosing around them. Then couragously, and stupidly, Cyril sprinted towards a the closest tank, that had ciesed firing. He took cover behind a tree, and lobbed a mills bomb under the tank. The tank went up in flames, all was in vain however, because about 10 secconds later 7 or eight Sheman tanks emerged to fend off the remaining Panzers. My Uncle lived through the war, and died at the ripe age of 84.

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