w*r to End All Wars, The: The Movie (2023)

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[MUSIC]

[CROWS CAWING]

[INTENSE MUSIC]

[THUDS]

Come on! We are

going to battle!

[MUSIC]

Remember son, be brave

and fight well for Belgium.

[MUSIC]

Your Majesty, this is the

message that I need you to see.

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC BUILDS UP]

Its 1914.

w*r is raging in Europe.

Early on in the conflict the

King of Belgium, Albert I

refused to allow the Germans

passage through the country

in order to attack France...

The Germans responded

by invading Belgium.

The King stood

shoulder to shoulder

with his men at the front.

Even his son, Prince Leopold,

enlisted at the age of 12 as a

private to fight for Belgium.

When Albert took command

of the Belgium forces

he held off the Germans

buying essential time for

the French and the British...

But the price was severe.

Repeatedly pushed back, the

remaining army are exhausted,

with minimal ammunition

and weapons that have

seen better days.

Now, in October 1914,

the Belgians have lost

95% of their land

and are just hanging

on to a tiny strip

near the North Sea

near the Yser River.

Unable to dig in as the

water level is so high,

the defenders are demoralised

and pushed back from the river.

By the 26th of October,

the battered Belgians

consider withdrawal.

But King Albert refuses.

He knows a fateful decision

has to be made.

If the Belgians can't have

this land, then no one can.

On me, men!

Were keeping the kingdom free

As an archduke falls

and the battle horn calls

our lives would never

be the same

We were looking down

the barrel of a g*n

Now the w*r has come

and the battles begun

we are desperate and overrun

To the w*r drum well be

marching until its done

Lead the way, we will

follow into the fray

We will hold the line

we will not be led astray

For king and for country we,

are flooding the river

Our stand at Yser will be,

the end of the race to the sea

The last piece of Belgiums

free, were keeping a sliver

A cog in the w*r machine,

October of 1914

As our foe draws forth we

are moving on north

we will never let

them have it all

Theres a price for freedom

paid by Belgiums sons

They may take our towns,

they may conquer our grounds

well defend the nation

and the crown

Well uphold our independence

with our g*ns

All the way, on to triumph

or to judgement day

Ive got you son, dont worry.

For king and for country we,

are flooding the river

Our stand at Yser will be,

the end of the race to the sea

The last piece of Belgiums free,

were keeping a sliver

A cog in the w*r

machine, October of 1914

[MUSIC]

We are beaten!

Flood it all!

No, its a terrible idea.

Flood it all.

[MUSIC]

See a king and a soldier,

Go on, man!

Yes, sir!

See a king and a soldier,

fighting shoulder to shoulder

He overruled his commanders,

he made a last stand in Flanders

We see our king and a soldier,

theyre fighting shoulder to shoulder

To keep the last piece

of Belgium free

All the way, on to triumph

or to judgement day

We will follow and we

will not be led astray

For king and for country

we are flooding the river

Our stand at Yser will be,

the end of the race to the sea

The last piece of Belgiums free,

were keeping a sliver

A cog in the w*r

machine, October of 1914

For king and for country

we are flooding the river

Our stand at Yser will be,

the end of the race to the sea

Were free

For king and for country

we are flooding the river

No more of our country lost, the

line will be held at all cost

With the King's decision to

flood the front lines,

they now sit under water

over 2 km wide.

The Germans were

forced to withdraw.

The fight to keep the

last piece of Belgium free

was successful, but came

at great cost,

but from now on,

the line along the Yser River

is held by the Belgians.

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC]

[g*nsh*t]

[MISSLE FIRES]

[m*ssile FIRES]

[expl*si*n]

[TRAIN HONKING]

In November 1914,

Austro-Hungarian troops

invaded Serbia.

They have reached

the Kolubara River.

The elite Serbian Iron Regiment

are one of many

valiantly defending

their homeland

from the foreign invaders.

The Iron Regiments as*ault

b*mber squad of

shock attack troops,

has a commander thats tough,

battle-hardened and

a fierce fighter.

Milunka Savi, a woman

in a man's uniform

has proven again and again

her bravery and determination.

Her expertise with grenades makes

her a match for any man

and she is both feared

and respected.

The Serbs are outnumbered and overwhelmed

and despite the pleas

from her comrades

she decides to cross

no mans land.

Armed with a r*fle and three

bandoliers of grenades

she is determined to take

the fight to the enemy.

[MUSIC]

Who shall be remembered,

In the ancient house of w*r?

All the medals, all those stories,

In the alley of the greats

Celebrated hero, who has

wandered through the dark

She stand before you, all

that metal shining bright

Lost in time,

returning to the light

I got him! Hes down!

this lady fights for life

So sister

Raise your hand,

Grenade!

Soldier with no will to k*ll,

with a philanthropic heart

Forever break the norm,

Shes the girl in uniform

Fighting side by side with men,

she will fight until the end

Lied to be respected, and

to change her brothers fate

Took a b*llet, earned her freedom,

and a place among the stars

Served the Iron squadron,

served the toughest of them all

- Stay down!

No fear of dying,

for the frontline she was born

Sacrifice, she took

her brothers place

w*r to w*r, a place

where she belongs...

For Serbia!

So brother

Raise your hand,

For the lady of the dark

Soldier with no will to k*ll,

with a philanthropic heart

Forever break the norm,

Shes the girl in uniform

Fighting side by side with men,

she will fight until the end

[MUSIC]

Dont fear the reaper,

dont fear the w*r

She spared the life of brothers

Shell fight for honour

Shell fight for life

A lady goes to w*r

For Serbia!

Raise your hand,

For the lady of the dark

Raise your hand,

For the lady of the dark

Soldier with no will to k*ll,

with a philanthropic heart

Forever break the norm,

Shes the girl in uniform

Fighting side by side with men,

she will fight until the end

The Serbs drove the Austrians

from their land.

For single-handedly taking

an Austrian trench

and capturing 20 of the enemy,

as well as taking out multiple

machine g*n nests

from a great distance,

she was given the name

The b*mber of Kolubara,

and awarded the

Karaore Star with Swords,

the highest military honor

of the Kingdom of Serbia.

After recovering from

her injuries,

she continued her incredible

military career

of which this was just

the opening chapter.

Hm, what do we have here?

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

Here, take this to

the front line!

Hey, this is from

the Serbian front!

[MUSIC]

[expl*si*n]

[g*nshots]

Fire!

It's Christmas.

-Yes, merry Christmas.

Silent night, holy night,

everything is asleep...

Silent night, holy night...

I miss my wife.

Silence

Oh, I remember the silence

On a cold winter day

After many months

on the b*ttlefield

And we were used to the violence

Then all the cannons went silent

And the snow fell

Voices sang to me

from no mans land

We are all, we are all,

we are all, we are all friends

And today were all brothers

Stop!

Tonight were all friends

A moment of peace in

a w*r that never ends

Today were all brothers

We drink and unite

Now Christmas has arrived and

the snow turns the ground white

Hear carols from the trenches,

we sing O holy night

Our g*ns laid to rest

among snowflakes

A Christmas in the trenches,

a Christmas on the

front far from home

Madness

Oh I remember the sadness

We were hiding our tears

In a foreign land where

we faced our fears

We were soldiers

Carried the w*r on our shoulders

For our nations

Is that why we bury our friends?

We were all, we were all,

we were all, we were all friends

And today were all brothers

Tonight were all friends

A moment of peace in

a w*r that never ends

Today were all brothers

We drink and unite

Now Christmas has arrived and

the snow turns the ground white

Hear carols from the trenches,

we sing O holy night

Our g*ns laid to rest

among snowflakes

A Christmas in the trenches,

a Christmas on the front far from home

[MUSIC]

Cheers mate! Dont mind if I do.

Adolph!

[MUSIC]

Sir! Sir! The men, they're

fraternising with the enemy!

We are all, we are all,

we are all, we are all friends

And today were all brothers

Tonight were all friends

A moment of peace in a

w*r that never ends

Hey, weve got to

capture this moment!

and the snow turns

the ground white

A Christmas on the frontline,

we walk among our friends,

we dont think

about tomorrow,

the battle will commence

When we celebrated Christmas,

we thought about

our friends, those who

never made it home,

when the battle had commenced

[MUSIC FADES]

Fire!

Fire!

[expl*si*n]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

[MUSIC FADES]

The truce quickly ended

never to be repeated

and the w*r continued on

with ferocity never seen before.

As winter turned to spring,

the memories of the Christmas

truce melted along with the snow.

With the arrival of March 1915

came new battles that

were fought using

the old tactics of w*r.

Long lines of men

going over the top

and making their way

across no man's land...

Only to be cut down

by the devastating

fire of weapons of

the modern age.

The old generals know

something isn't working

but still they persist

with the "traditional ways".

The tried and tested ways

versus industrial warfare

on a level never seen before...

The price of this mismatch of tactics

versus technology is the lives

of the men they command.

Isn't there a better way

than the slow lumbering

cannon fodder that

they have become?

Some German officers and

NCOs start experimenting.

Modern tactics against

modern weapons.

Small groups of men well-trained

in close range weapons.

Men that could open holes

in the enemy's defences

and surge through.

Fast men.

Tough men.

That would strike shock and fear

into the hearts of the defenders.

The name of the unit?

Sturmabteilung.

But they would become known

by a far more feared name.

Sturmtruppen.

Stormtroopers.

[MUSIC]

Now theres a standstill

in the w*r,

repeating whats been done before

It must come to an end,

a few will transcend

They were under twenty five,

and under fire they would thrive

The Sturmmann is born,

their enemies scorn

A glimpse of the future,

new tactics in w*r

New doctrine in combat explored

As fast as lightning,

theres no time to mourn

A glimpse of the future

and Blitzkrieg is born

Strike at zero hour

With overwhelming firepower

Theyre fueled by the fear

in their enemies eyes

Its a Shock Troop infiltration

A fast and violent escalation

Out of the trenches

the stormtroopers rise

Jgers led the way, the pioneers

would join the fray

Initiative gained,

advancement sustained

Lead through direct command,

as theyre advancing

through the land

Encircling their flanks,

and ravage their ranks

Expose their reinforcements,

destroying their lines

New doctrine in combat aligns

Infantry attacks,

exposing the cracks

New combat ideals, on

the Kaiserschlachts fields

Strike at zero hour

With overwhelming firepower

Theyre fueled by the fear

in their enemies eyes

Its a Shock Troop infiltration

A fast and violent escalation

Out of the trenches

the stormtroopers rise

[MUSIC FADES]

[g*nshots]

[MUSIC]

[expl*si*n]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

A glimpse of the future,

new tactics in w*r

New doctrine in combat explored

As fast as lightning,

theres no time to mourn

A glimpse of the future

and Blitzkrieg is born

Strike at zero hour

With overwhelming firepower

Theyre fueled by the fear

in their enemies eyes

Its a Shock Troop infiltration

A fast and violent escalation

Out of the trenches

the stormtroopers rise

Strike at zero hour

With overwhelming firepower

Theyre fueled by the fear

in their enemies eyes

Its a Shock Troop infiltration

A fast and violent escalation

Out of the trenches

the stormtroopers rise

[MUSIC FADES]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC STARTS]

The industrial and

technological prowess

of the early 20th century has

been directed in an arms race.

A race that has resulted

in a w*r machine

of unprecedented

size and armament.

Built to lay waste

and destruction,

these floating leviathans

are given a name to

match their presence

and intent, and to show that

all other ships are beneath them.

Dreadnought.

Both the Germans and

the British have them.

And in the Battle of Jutland,

these monsters of

steel and steam

are pitted against each other.

Who would come out on top?

The HMS Black Prince has been

separated from the British fleet.

On the night of May

the 31st, 1916,

she is searching in

the darkness,

desperately hoping to find

friends in the black of the night.

There is hope when out of the

gloom she spots a line of ships.

[MUSIC STARTS]

Its the Germans!

Weve got to fight them.

Full steam ahead!

A shadow moves across

the water in pursuit

It splits the waves,

commands the sea

Its the fight we cant win.

Fire!

among its prey,

feels nought for itself

Ahead the sea lies calm

awaiting the storm

Displace the water

in its path

Reveal the cannons, align

the g*ns, unleash their wrath

Unopposed under crimson skies

Immortalized, over time

their legend will rise

And their foes cant

believe their eyes,

believe their size, as they fall

And the Dreadnoughts

dread nothing at all

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

Hard a-starboard!

A hull of steel and all big

g*ns to serve the fleet

Unrivalled firepower

riding the waves to w*r

A devastating blow will

send their foes down below

Fearless armada now

bombarding their shore

Light up the night

when cannons roar

In fear of nothing, they

lead the navy into w*r

Unopposed under crimson skies

Immortalized, over time

their legend will rise

And their foes cant

believe their eyes,

believe their size, as they fall

And the Dreadnoughts

dread nothing at all

[MUSIC]

[expl*si*n]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

Please, help!

Give me your hand!

No!

[expl*si*n]

The North Sea has

drawn them near

The Fleet of the

High Seas approach

A contest of titans commence

These days will

dictate their fate

The Grand Fleet

prepares their g*ns

Unleashed as the

Dreadnoughts clash at last

Unopposed under crimson skies

Immortalized, over time

their legend will rise

And their foes cant

believe their eyes,

believe their size, as they fall

And the Dreadnoughts

dread nothing at all

[EXPLOSIONS]

[EXPLOSIONS]

[MUSIC FADES]

HMS Black Prince went down

with all 857 of her crew lost.

The titanic clash of the

Dreadnoughts continued at Jutland.

Both the British and the

Germans claimed victory,

but ultimately, the high cost

of the battle was paid

in the lives of the young men

who were claimed by the sea.

[MUSIC FADES]

What a devil is this?

Come on Ben, weve got

to get to the Somme!

What? Yeah, yeah, Im coming.

Its July 1916

and the Battle of the

Somme is in the early stages.

The 8th Gloucesters have

a new commander -

Lieutenant-Colonel

Adrian Carton de Wiart.

It may be a new command

but he is an old soldier.

Having previously seen action,

he's not escaped injury,

losing one hand earlier

in the Great w*r.

Hes been hit multiple times.

He has lost an eye and

even part of his ear.

To his men though,

hes known simply as

"The Man They Couldnt k*ll.

He cuts a dashing figure,

and with one eye patch he's

likened to a gentleman pirate.

A legendary figure.

Hello Dear, with a new

command is a new manservant

Holmes.

He is a delightful scoundrel

and provides me with

endless amusement.

[MUSIC]

What the hell are you doing man?

Making an infernal noise!

Sorry sir, couldn't resist

having a go.

Give me that!

From now on, you shall

only be armed

with my primus stove

and blanket!

Don't look so glum man,

I only ever carry a

stick into battle.

Really sir? Why is that?

Well, I somewhat lose my

temper in the heat of the fight,

and I fear I might sh**t

one of our own! Ha-ha-ha.

We'll make a fine couple

marching into battle,

don't you worry!

Yes, sir!

We have good men with good spirit.

We'll win the day!

What say you men?

Hoorah!

After me!

Into the fire through trenches and mud

Son of Belgium and Ireland

with w*r in his blood

Leading the charge

into hostile barrage

By design, he was made for the frontline

Studied law, with a thirst for w*r

Fought in Africa, wanted more

Back in Europe then straight to France

Hes joining the allied advance

Through the Somme and the Devils Wood

All the battles that he withstood

Born a soldier enjoyed the w*r

He always kept coming for more

Never die, shot through the eye

Never surrender however they try

How they try, shot through the eye

Hell never die

At the edge of madness,

in a time of sadness

An immortal soldier, finds his home

Proven under fire, over trench and wire

No fear of death hes unshakeable

In the battles, when he was shot

Kept on fighting, and never stopped

In Arras, Cambrai, Passchendaele

Ignoring his wounds he prevailed

Save the day, hell never stray

Facing the foes that are coming his way

Come his way, hell never stray

Saving the day

At the edge of madness,

in a time of sadness

An immortal soldier, finds his home

Proven under fire, over trench and wire

Forged for the w*r hes unbreakable

At the edge of madness,

he will show no sadness

Never broken, hell be back for more

Proven under fire,

over trench and wire

No fear of death hes unshakeable

He's amazing!

[MUSIC]

Forward!

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

Into the fire through

trenches and mud

Son of Belgium and Ireland

with w*r in his blood

Leading the charge

into hostile barrage

By design, he was

made for the frontline

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

Never die, shot through the eye

Never surrender however they try

How they try,

shot through the eye

Hell never die

At the edge of madness,

in a time of sadness

An immortal soldier,

edge of madness,

At the edge of madness,

in a time of sadness

An immortal soldier,

finds his home

Proven under fire,

over trench and wire

Forged for the w*r

hes unbreakable

At the edge of madness,

in a time of sadness

Never broken, hell

be back for more

Proven under fire,

over trench and wire

No fear of death,

he is forged for the w*r,

he will always be

coming for more

[MUSIC FADES]

For his actions on that day,

Lieutenant-Colonel

Adrian Carton de Wiart

was awarded the Victoria Cross.

His gallantry was

inspiring to all.

Frankly, I had enjoyed the w*r.

Sir, sir! Take a look at this!

Something I have found,

it was in a bottle.

Let me take a look at that.

Hm, seems like a vital

part is missing.

Anyway, it seems important.

Holmes! Deal with it, man.

Yes, sir!

Here you go,

take it to high command.

[PLANE ENGINE ROARS]

[PLANE ENGINE ROARS]

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

24 hours earlier

[WIND WHISTLING]

Its winter 1916 in the

mountains on the Italian front.

On the other side,

the Austro-Hungarians.

Each side has been

pushing their troops

further up the mountains to

gain the high ground advantage.

A deadly game that

has no winners.

The men are pushed to the

limits in this harsh environment

that would become

known as The White w*r.

The snowfall is the

heaviest in memory,

piling up to 12 metres deep on

the summit of mount Marmolada.

321 mountain infantry

and Bosnian troops

are crowded into wooden

barracks on the mountain side.

And now, ominously,

theres a thaw.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[PLANE ENGINE ROARS]

[FAN RUSTLING]

[SCREAMS]

[CRASHES]

Over there, come on!

Meat's back on the menu, boys!

Dont spook him, dont spook him!

Get him!

sh**t him!

[g*nsh*t]

[MUSIC]

I wont be coming home

I wont be going anywhere

I will guard this post forever

Here on the alpine slope

where I did my final

stand I shall remain

Among the ice and snow that

binds me to this mountain

Avalanche! Avalanche! Is coming!

sent from above

Where spirits lead the way,

the winds will never fade

White Friday, Ill take the

Stairway to heaven

Im sky high, when I die

Ill be immortal

Forever, I never

I wont return to

Blood Mountain, I am the

Soldier of heaven

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

Bloody hell!

I saw the end of w*r

I watched the soldiers

come and go

Avalanche! Avalanche!

So many brave men

fell in the battles

That were raging down below

I have seen it all but none

will hear my story

All of these years I have

been frozen in time

I cried for spring to come

but here, winter remain

White Friday, Ill take the

Stairway to heaven

Im sky high, when I die

Ill be immortal

Forever, I never

I wont return to

Blood Mountain, I am the

Soldier of heaven

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[SCREAMS]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

I always dreamed that I

would, serve high above

Where spirits lead the way,

the winds will never fade

White Friday, Ill take the

Stairway to heaven

Im sky high, when I die

Ill be immortal

Forever, I never

I wont return to

Blood Mountain,

I got you brother.

Soldier of heaven

White Friday, Ill take the

Stairway to heaven

Im sky high, when I die

Ill be immortal

Forever, I never

I wont return to

Blood Mountain, I am the

Soldier of heaven

[MUSIC FADES]

There were many avalanches

on and around that day.

"White Friday", as the tragedy

would become known,

caused in total over 10

thousands deaths on both sides.

Taken by the mountain,

many soldiers guard

their posts forever,

bound to the mountain

by ice and snow.

[MUSIC]

[RAIL COOING]

Spring 1917 and the

British under command of

Lieutenant General

George Francis Milne

are preparing to break

through the Macedonian front.

With 3 divisions, they consist

of over 40,000 men

and 160 g*ns.

They are more than ready

to face their enemy.

The Bulgarian defenders are

outnumbered with just 30,000 men

but are commanded by

the military strategist,

Colonel Vladimir Vazov.

He's been preparing for months

and under his command

the Bulgarians have constructed

a system of trenches

that are 2 metres deep and

linked with passages.

In front of the trenches is a

system of wire entanglements

And in between, are machine

g*n nests and watch points.

Then, behind these defences

are concrete galleries

with firing positions

for a*tillery

and platforms for ammunition.

The Bulgarians were

ready for whatever

the British would throw at them.

For 4 days the British

rained down a*tillery

on the Bulgarian positions,

firing over 100,000 shells.

And on the night of the 24th

of April, the British advanced.

The Battle of Doiran would last

many days and nights.

A battle that the British would

come to call The Valley of Death.

- Incoming!

[EXPLOSIONS]

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

- Get ready!

- Yes, sir!

Dug in deep, equipped for attack

Outnumbered, determined to win

Double trench lines

that wont give in

Theyre prepared let

the battle begin

Here again theyve

done this before

A lesson that they should

have learned by now

Reinforced with new

men and g*ns

Who are ready for

death when it comes

United theyre strong,

united theyre holding the line

The Valley of Death,

awaiting the British as

they come their way

Their attack is coming

fight them back

Bulgarians holding the line

Facing wave after wave,

will never surrender

Again, again, again, again

They attack, Bulgaria

held them back

Unleash their counter barrage

Let it rain a*tillery

pounding the trenches

No surrender, fight them till the end

Fortified, and made to defy

Protected by wires and g*ns

Troops as far as the eye can see

They advance under

Vazovs command

Row on row, as they

come from below

Twice they attack,

twice theyre beaten back

Every time they try,

they will die

Their line of defence

is still intact

For white, green and red

For the nation theyre fighting for

The British are done

Three times the defence

of Doiran has been won

Advance!

Their attack is coming

fight them back

Bulgarians holding

Hold the line!

wave, will never surrender

Again, again, again, again

They attack, Bulgaria

held them back

Unleash their counter barrage

Let it rain a*tillery

pounding the trenches

No surrender, fight

them till the end

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

For white, green and red

for the nation theyre

fighting for

The British are done

three times the defence

of Doiran has been won

Their attack is coming

Hold the line!

Bulgarians holding the line

Facing wave after wave,

will never surrender

Again, again, again, again

They attack, Bulgaria

held them back

Unleash their counter barrage

Let it rain a*tillery

pounding the trenches

No surrender, fight

them till the end

fight them till the end

Vazov became a hero

to the Bulgarians,

and despite inflicting

a crushing defeat

upon the British, they

too respected him.

Milne later said

of the Bulgarians:

Even though we were

enemies, you - like us -

fought not only like brave men,

but also like gentlemen.

I did what I had to

do for my country.

[MUSIC]

Pesky bird!

May the 15th,1918,

and the 369th Infantry Regiment

are near the Argonne Forest.

This American outfit is under

command of the French

with French helmets

and equipment.

They are made up of black

and Puerto Rican Americans

from the tough

streets of Harlem.

Many white American

soldiers were unwilling

to fight alongside

the black regiments

and so, they were handed to

the French to command.

The French soon came to

respect these young men

and called them Homme de Bronze.

The Men of Bronze.

To the Germans they were

known by a far more

menacing name - Hllenkmpfer.

Hellfighters.

I need two men to stand

watch. You, Anry Johnson

Henry, sir.

Anry, Henry. Do your job.

Take Roberts with you and

take watch. Over there.

Crazy...

We'll tackle the job, sir.

Now it is midnight. You will be

relieved in 4 hours. Now go.

Why are they sending us out here?

We got less training than them

others and you Henry,

you are only 5 foot 4

in your army boots.

What we gonna do, man?

Don't worry Needham.

Foolish as this is,

we tougher than any one

of 'em and you know it.

If those Germans start coming,

we don't let them take

either one of us.

- Deal?

- Deal.

[CLOUDS THUNDERING]

[MUSIC]

From a land across the ocean,

to the western front

where they served

Fought with courage and

devotion, preconceptions turned

As the spring offensive

kept churning,

where the men would

earn their name

See the tides of battle turning,

and their foes

ignite their flame

Hear the toll of the bell,

kept fighting for

six months in hell

As the w*r rages on, they fight

at the edge of the Argonne

Hear the toll of the bell,

over six months in hell

Out of the trenches they came

As the w*r rages on, at the

edge of the Argonne

Hellfighters earning their name

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[expl*si*n]

They would have no

prisoners taken,

and they never lost any ground

Earned the cross of w*r

unshaken, never turned around

As the armistice is drawing

closer, the 369th

Kept on fighting until it was over,

and they were first to

reach the Rhine

Hear the toll of the bell, kept

fighting for six months in hell

As the w*r rages on, they fight

at the edge of the Argonne

Hear the toll of the bell,

over six months in hell

Out of the trenches they came

As the w*r rages on, at

the edge of the Argonne

Hellfighters earning their name

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

Hear the toll of the bell,

over six months in hell

Out of the trenches they came

As the w*r rages on, at

the edge of the Argonne

Hellfighters earning their name

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[THUNDER]

- Henry, Henry! You are a fine man.

You are death, black death.

The Black Death.

There wasnt anything

so fine about it.

Just fought for my life.

A rabbit would have done that.

Having saved his friend from

capture and interrogation,

Henry passed out just

as reinforcements arrived.

As dawn rose,

the aftermath of

Henry and Needhams

epic battle became evident.

It was estimated that

Henry had k*lled

or wounded around 20 Germans

in hand to hand combat.

Halting the enemy from busting

through the lines he

had given his all

and had received 21

wounds in the process.

He was awarded Frances

highest military honor

for his extraordinary valour.

[MUSIC FADES]

[CLAPS]

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

Brussels, Belgium

Present Day

[DOORBELL RINGS]

Hello!

- Hi, Mr. Brodn?

Yes, its me.

Ive got a message for you.

Oh, really? What is it?

Well, you will see when

you open it, sir.

Cool! Thank you very much, man.

Thank you, have a nice day.

[DOOR SHUTS]

[MUSIC]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

[MUSIC FADES]

Please tell everyone this must

be the w*r to end all wars!

The w*r to end all wars ended

at 11AM on 11.11.1918

Henry Johnson passed

away in poverty in 1929

He was posthumously awarded

the medal of honor

by President Obama in 2015

No next of kin were found

to receive the medal

Milunka Savi continued to

fight in the Great w*r,

with incredible feats of bravery

In WW2 she was imprisoned in a

concentration camp by the Germans

Surviving both wars,

she died in 1973 aged 85

After the w*r ended, Milne

and Vazov became friends

The British still consider

Vazov one of their

most brave and worthy opponents

Soldiers still remain

in the mountains

Buried under the snow, they

guard their posts forever in time

Signed a treaty to

change the world

Tensions fall and a

peace is unfurled

Nothing like what

had come before

Its the deal, its the treaty

that will end the w*r!

Signed a treaty to

change the world

Tensions fall and a

peace is unfurled

Nothing like what

had come before

Its the deal, its the treaty

that will end the w*r!

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

From a shot that would

change the world

Tensions rise and

a w*r is unfurled

Nothing like what

had come before

Its the w*r that

will end all w*r!

From a shot that would

change the world

Tensions rise and

a w*r is unfurled

Nothing like what

had come before

Its the w*r that

will end all w*r!

Will this w*r really

end all wars?

Can a w*r really end all w*r?

Will this w*r bring another w*r?

Its the w*r that will

end all wars!

Will this w*r really

end all wars?

Can a w*r really

end all w*r?

Will this w*r bring

another w*r?

Its the w*r that

will end all wars!

Will this w*r really

end all wars?

Can a w*r really

end all w*r?

Will this w*r bring

another w*r?

Its the w*r that will

end all wars!

[SOUNDTRACK FADING]