The wave of sea spray hit his palpitating face like bullets pounding into the target on the shooting range, as the boat smashed into a colossal wave. The boat crawled closer to the beach. The beach was no longer a picturesque setting of crystal clear water and soft, light grains of sand that poured through your feet with ever step you take. The landscape was corrupted by scars of fire and explosions, a place where the cries of men in pain would forever be etched into the landscape. The waves crashed against the shore fiercely, washing up the prison cells; that would bring thousands of young, tough and inexperienced men's life to a tragic end.

BOOM! An artillery shell landed on one of the boats, a direct hit; huge explosions of fuel and torn limbs washed over into the sea. Large sheets of shrapnel was catapulted into the sky, and then plummeted towards the beach like a meteor. Flaming oil burned on the water as cannon fire hit the front of the ships. Soldiers were packed like sardines stood shaking with fear awaiting for the ramp on the front of the front of the boat to lower and the race of insanity to commence.
"CLEAR THE RAMPS! Deploying in 10 SECONDS!" Echoed the commanding officer. The waves shook the boats vigorously, the countdown had begun. Hearts pounding like drums. Young men shaking with fear, praying for guidance, praying that they make it back to their loved ones. The rattling of the chains as the ramp was lowered was washed away by the chattering of machine gun fire coming from the enormous grey menacing giant tombstones which fortified the whole coastline and the bombardment of artillery shells falling from the sky. Explosions from mortar and artillery fire formed craters which some soldiers used as a temporary refuge from the direct fire. Bodies of men who have families at home were scattered across the beach. The ocean was blood red. The sand was stained with the blood of hundreds and thousands of brave men, who died fighting for their country.

And to this day Omaha Beach is scarred by the horrific events that have been eternally etched into its sands and its ancient coastline.

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