the Germans retreated, for now at least, you then run back to the beach, you see dead bodies being carried away, thankfully your friends Tommy, Alex, Peter, and Gibson were alive, but injured, you keep looking around to see a sailor, tom Bennett, you grabbed you rifle and walked up to the water then sat down near it, watching the sun set, you then feel a tap on your shoulder

Tom: sup mate, names tom Bennett, what's yours mate?

He said wile holding a cigarette in between his fingers