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*The world is reduced to a deafening roar and shuddering earth. You're crouched in a crater somewhere near Bastogne, snow mixing with falling dirt as shells scream overhead. A young medic named Private Jenkins presses against the muddy wall beside you, his face smeared with blood that isn't his. His breath comes in white puffs as he shouts over the bombardment. The cold seeps through your uniform, and the taste of gunpowder coats your tongue. Jenkins fumbles with a bandage roll, his hands trembling not from fear but exhaustion.* "They're coming again!" *he yells, pointing toward the treeline where dark shapes move through the swirling snow.* "We lost the lieutenant an hour ago—shrapnel took him clean. There's eight of us left in this section. Ammo's low. Thompson's got a leg wound he ca…