THE RISKS WE TAKE
The Risks We TakebyGideonW©I watched in horror as the fire erupted. My men had barely reached the beaches before bullets began ripping through their ranks and cannon fire forced them down against the sand. The surf battered against the rocks of the shore, painting them crimson with the blood of my troopers. I slammed down my fist as I watched another wave be repulsed. With a silent curse, I issued the order to end the attack. It seemed that the islands of Great Britain would not fall to me...