Storming Juno Page #2

We have, five minutes to make

it to the rally point.

I don't mean for now,

I mean for later.

You do not make it?

You're on your own!

Here, take the whole

god-damned pack!

Good luck!

I tried not to think about

being shot on the drop.

Or landing on a tree.

Or drowning in the

flooded fields below.

We knew we were heading

towards the coast.

But the exact location of

our landing was kept secret.

Most bets were on Calle .

Some thought Holland,

even Germany itself.

We're goin to Normandy.

Did anyone win the bet?

No sir.

Good, let's hope the Jerrie's

are even more surprised.

The Americans have

'Utah', and 'Omaha'.

Brits,

'Gold', and 'Sword'.

The Canadian beach,

'Juno' Beach, it's here,

and our sector,

'Nan Green', is here.

Our target, is actually a

little fishing village called

'Courseulles-sur-Mer'.

Everything else

just as we trained.

MG-42's, 55's,

75's and the 88.

The heaviest position on the

beach and it is all ours!

The Germans had four years to

turn the coast of France

into a concrete fortress.

Hundreds of miles of bunkers,

heavy guns barbed wire, mines.

According to Army

Intelligence, our beach,

Juno Beach was manned by eight

thousand German soldiers

from the seven hundred and

sixteenth division.

It was one of the most heavily

fortified sectors

of Hitler's Atlantic Wall.

Explosions

Get past the first

fifteen minutes boys,

we're gonna be okay.

Alright?

Dsmissed.

[SINGING] pack all your

troubles in your old kit bag,

and smile...

Most of us weren't expected

to make it off the beach.

[SINGING]

...smile, smile.

We all knew.

But nobody talked about it.

[SINGING]

...your fag,

[SINGING]

Smile boys, that's the style,

what's the use of worrying?

It never was worth while,

so pack up your troubles

in your old kit-bag,

and smile, smile, smile.

(Laughter)

We had fifteen seconds

to empty the plane.

If you hesitated, the men

behind you would get scattered,

and we'd all be screwed.

Of course the plane had to be

in exactly the right place

at the right time.

Green lights on!

Green on!

Go Go Go

Go Go!

Move it!

Move!

Move it!

Just after I jumped,

I'm thinkin,

"What the hell am

I doing here?"

'D-DAY'.

We launch at dawn.

The plan is to drop into

the sea two miles offshore

and arrive

just before the infantry.

There's no

turning back now.

Listen gonna tell

you straight up,

Army Intel says only

two out of five of us

are going to

make it off this beach.

If we wanna make it, we're

going to have to keep our heads,

stay smart.

Remember that we got one job,

punch through the enemy lines.

Remember that

and we'll be okay.

Paratroopers would

have landed by now.

Each airborne unit had

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