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As the battlefield fell silent… the Japanese soldiers began searching… Looking for any surviving soldiers. Hidden in the distance… Desmond Doss watched carefully. He stayed low… barely breathing… his eyes scanning the battlefield— Not for enemies… …but for survivors. Then suddenly— he saw one. A fellow soldier… buried under dirt and debris… Still alive. Weak… helpless… begging for help. But the enemy was getting closer. Fast.