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By TREVIS POWELL
They were on the run, the battle lost, when the man to his right screamed and fell, causing Thomas to pitch over the log face-first into the thick, wet leaves. Trying to ignore the agony in his leg he fired at the pursuing Yanks, missing but causing them to dive for cover. The man to his left ran on; one glance told Thomas that the first man was dead.
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