Edward “Mike” Reuter had to save his platoon. Bullets were bouncing off rocks. One of his scouts had been shot through the arm. Several men were already dead at the bottom of a ravine.
It was 1944, and France was a battlefield. The 509th Parachute Infantry, B Company, 3rd Platoon, had been making its way down a narrow ridge to a castle west of Cannes held by the Germans.
As dawn broke, German snipers on the other side of the ridge began firing. Reuter, a first lieutenant in command of the platoon, ran at them — alone.
Thick brush hid his approach, but at the top of the ridge, “A German with a ‘burp gun’ opened up.”
Reuter dropped for cover.
The burp gun — firing 900 rounds a minute — missed, blowing up dirt all around him. A machine gun opened up to his right. Fifteen feet away, he saw a German stick grenade explode. Reuter tossed his own grenade over the ridge crest.
“After this, I heard no more firing from the Germans,” Reuter recalled. “I think they thought I had some other guys with me.”
The Germans had withdrawn.
When Reuter walked back down the ridge, he could see that the 509 had continued on. He followed their trail to the castle where the battle had already ended.
“Where in the hell have you been?” his commanding officer demanded.
“I got
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