Saint-Lô (level)/Transcript

== Cinematic Cutscene ==
German Wehrmacht soldiers march through the streets of Paris amid interspersed shots of World War 2.
Narrator: June 4, 1940. Nazi forces enter Paris. Within 10 days, they control the entire city. By June 13, 1940, the Parisians have evacuated with the Nazis enforcing a curfew on its few remaining inhabitants. The former city of light waits for the Allies to arrive and lift the shadow that has fallen over Paris. However, the heroism of D-Day will have been for nothing if the allies cannot hold the land beyond the beaches of Normandy.
== Gameplay ==
[The Bloodiest Battle of the War]
[Saint Lo, France]
[July 19, 1944]
[1800 HRS]
Cutscene over, the camera's POV skips to Nichols' view as Allied planes fly overhead at a busy American army camp. Nearby, Huxley watches Mandelbaum fire at practice targets.
Huxley: Ya missed!! Mandeblaum, that's gotta be the sorriest shootin' I ever saw.
Mandeblaum: Let's see you do better, Huxley.
Nichols walks over to Huxley.
Huxley: Hey, you! What's your name, uhh, Nichols, right? Come get your gun, I got five bucks says you can't hit four in a row.
Nichols picks up the M1 Garand.
Huxley: There you go. Four helmets in a row, you win five bucks.
Nichols hit the first helmet.
Huxley: So you hit one, what do you want? A promotion?
Nichols hits the other four helmets.
Huxley: Right on the button! 
Huxley throws a grenade.
Huxley: Did you see that? Hey Nichols, keep watchin' me....I'm gonna bag me a few of this. Oh, nice! There's smoke grenades in here, too!
Nichols grabs the grenades.
Huxley: See if you can get one in that old barn there. You wanna try cooking one off?
Nichols throws the grenades successfully.
Huxley: You got a good arm Nichols. Come on, Nichols, let's see you use a smoke grenade.
Nichols grabs smoke grenades and then throws one.
Huxley: Nice one, Nichols. Damn, Dixon's looking right at us. All right, Nichols, you're all ready for Jerry! Hey, Dix, this guy's a natural! Don't talk about our grenade acquisition, okay?
Cpl. Dixon and Sgt. McCullin are standing at the other side of the jeep.
Dixon: Well, that sure showed him. Guys, there's Nazis wearing helmets, too. What do we say if we could find 'em? Gather up some ammo and get onto that truck. Move!
Nichols gets to a crate containing a Thompson submachine gun.
Dixon: Nichols, grab a Thompson from that crate in the supply tent, you're gonna need it where we're going. You may have to bash the crate open with your rifle. The supply Sergeant likes to nail everything shut.
Nichols opens the crate with his rifle and retrieves the Thompson.
Dixon: Alright, everyone on the truck, let's go!
If Nichols doesn't, Dixon will keep ordering them until they do. Dixon, Huxley, and some other soldiers join Nichols in the back of the truck. McCullin walks up to the soldiers.
McCullin: I'm McCullin, two rules. Rule One: You're no good to me dead! Rule Two: Ah...What difference does it make? You'll all probably end up dead anyway.
Huxley: Well, that was sure inspiring.
Dixon: You want inspiration, Huxley? Read a poem. Sarge is ten times the soldier you'll ever be.
The truck drives out of the base.
Dixon: Okay, listen up, today we're on a secret mission to get coffee and donuts. Problem is, the Germans drank all the coffee and ate all the donuts. So now, we gotta go kick their asses.
Huxley: Or, we could just stay back at the base, and eat those nice French rolls they got.
Dixon: We'll be providing ground support for Task Force C. We're coming in from the west flank. And guys, remember rule number one.
An awful stench irritates the soldiers.
Huxley: Oh, man. I love that smell. Smell's like home.
Huxley notices American soldiers running to engage the enemy lines.
Huxley: (looking outside of the truck) The Germans are this far out? I thought we had this area.
Dixon: It's been like this for weeks.
A soldier named Bueller tries to catch up to the truck, but it was driving too fast.
Bueller: Hey, wait up!!!
Huxley: You got it, Bueller!
Bueller: Tell him to slow down!
Dixon: Hustle up, Private!
Huxley: Almost there, come on! Come on, you can make it!
Bueller: Come on, guys, this isn't funny--
Suddenly, explosions rock the truck and kill Bueller. Eventually, the truck falls over, knocking the player unconscious. The player wakes up to find Dixon and another soldier trying to get him to safety, until the soldier gets killed.
Dixon: On your feet, we gotta form up with the Sarge!
The player goes towards a wall where McCullin, Dixon, Huxley, and a radio operator named Salvadore Guzzo are waiting.
McCullin: What unit with you, Private?
Guzzo: Guzzo, Private First Class, First squad. Our C.O bought it back in Martinville.
McCullin: Alright, you're with us. Medic!
Guzzo: I'll stay with Santorez!
McCullin: No, you're with me now!
Guzzo: Sarge...!
McCullin: End of discussion, Private! Dixon, get Huxley and backstop our armor! The rest of you, including you, are with me. Over the top! Move up!
The squad jumps over the wall. Nichols watches the battlefield and sees a whole squad of Americans being killed from the carnage in St. Lo. After that, he then jumps down. The squad goes trough the cemetery battling the Germans until they clear the first part of the area. They get inside the church and exit out the other side until they arrive at a destroyed house.
McCullin: Nichols! You're on point. Take this house.
Nichols enters the house, but he is caught off guard by a German. Dramatic music plays during the fight. They both battle until Nichols beats the German with his Kar98k and then drops it.
McCullin: Filthy German son of a bitch! Good work. What's that tank doing just sittin' there?
Guzzo: Taking cover if it's got any sense.
McCullin: Guzzo, get down to that tank. Tell him you can spot targets for him.
Guzzo: Why me?
McCullin: You're a radio op, aren't you? I'm not asking, Guzzo.
Guzzo gets outside.
McCullin: Nichols. Spot targets for Guzzo.
Nichols gets on the tank.
Guzzo: You pick out targets, I'll give the driver their positions, alright?
Nichols spots an MG42 with his binoculars.
Guzzo: Left corner building, 70 meters, German squad, 2nd floor!
The tank destroys the building holding the MG42 inside.
Guzzo: Target destroyed!
Nichols does the same with other 2 MGs. 
Guzzo: MG42, 60 meters, right corner building, ground floor.; Kraut machine gun, 75 meters, top floor, 3-story house on the right.
The tank destroys the MG42s and moves up.
Guzzo: You got 'em! The intersection looks clear, move up and we'll keep an eye out!
The tank stops at the intersection.
Guzzo: Keep up the fire!
Nichols spots another MG42 firing at the soldiers in the intersection.
Guzzo: Kraut machine gun, 75 meters, top floor, 3 story house on the right.
The tank shoots at the MG placement and misses it.
Guzzo: Need another round on that target!
The tank destroys the MG placement for good.
Guzzo: Nice shot! They ain't getting up!
Guzzo: There's more ahead, move up!
Nichols spots a German Panzer tank.
Guzzo: Aw, crap! We got a panzer on the left, 40 meters.
The tank destroys the panzer
Guzzo: Nice shot! They ain't getting up! Welcome to the party, guys! Task Force C is moving out!
An incoming mortar barrage attacks the American troops.
Guzzo: Incoming mortars! We have to get off this road! Move, move, it's about to...!
The tanks explodes, Nichols and Guzzo are shellshocked and thrown by the explosion into a building behind them. They exit the building and spot a cafe nearby.
McCullin: There! Get to that café!
The squad regroups inside the destroyed café.
Guzzo: A few minutes, this place'll be down around our ears.
Dixon: Oh, Fancy seein' you here, Sarge.
McCullin: It's going to hell in a hacksaw out there! You run into much trouble?
Dixon: Naw, but Jerry sure as hell did.
Guzzo: This place'll be rubble inside of two minutes. We can't stay here!
Guzzo touches McCullin's arm to get his attention, but the Sarge brushes him off.
McCullin: Wait a minute! Goddammit, where is everybody? Sound off!
Guzzo: Aw, screw that. We have to fall back.
The mortars start hitting the café hard.
Guzzo: That's it. I'm falling back.
Guzzo stands up, but McCullin points his weapon at him.
Dixon: Frank! Frank, put the gun down. Let's just all calm down here.
Guzzo: You're not crazy enough to shoot me.
McCullin: (while pointing his gun at Guzzo) Desertion's a capital offense, Guzzo. Shooting you won't be crazy, it'll be the sanest thing I've ever done.
Dixon: Frank! C'mon now!
Huxley, who looked for an exit while the fight was ensuing, finds a trap door to a cellar and opens it.
Huxley: Hey, guys, we got ourselves a tunnel here!
Dixon: Looks like we've got a way out!
McCullin lowers his gun from Guzzo.
McCullin: Allright! We're bugging out, move! (To Guzzo) We'll continue this later.
Dixon: Nichols, let's go.
The squad jumps down the trap door into a cellar. They find a staircase which leads into a house full of enemy MG positions. After clearing out the house, they open fire on German soldiers across the street. They pass through a destroyed building and into another house, where they ascend the staircase to the 2nd floor.
McCullin: (as the screen fades to black) Nice work boys, check your ammo levels, smoke 'em if...
Suddenly, a blast destroys part of the house, Nichols is thrown to the ground. as the screen fades back out of black.
Dixon: COUNTERATTACK!!!
Nichols grabs his weapon, and starts fending off the waves of German soldiers with the squad.
Dixon: Hold for support!
The Germans deploy smoke grenades, covering the Panzer and part of their infantry.
Dixon: Hang on, support's coming!
The Germans start to enter in the house.
Dixon: Keep holding!
The German tank is destroyed as the Shermans arrive, and the enemy soldiers fall back.
Dixon: They're retreating!
Guzzo: They're falling back!
McCullin: That's it! Those Jerry cowards are bugging out. Guzzo, radio division, we've taken Saint-Lô.
Fades to black. Level ends.