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>I was a private, a tank driver. Anyways, I was sitting by the side of my tank, reading a newspaper and just relaxing. All of a sudden I felt a horrible itch when I breathed out...and the normal human reaction? I picked my nose. Half-way through the nose picking, a shadow fell over me. I looked up with my finger stuck full up my nose. General Patton...standing over me...with a bunch of Army planners and such. I slowly started to take my finger out of my nose. "Soldier, did I give you an order to take your finger from your nose?" He asked. I, of course, gave him a full blown no sir, which sounded very high pitch. "Carry on soldier, and hunt that booger down." He then walked off, leaving the group of Army people staring at me.

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From the book We Were Soldiers Once, and Young about the Battle of Ia Drang
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Specialist Willard F. Parish, twenty-four years old and a native of Bristow, Oklahoma, was assistant squad leader of one of Charlie Company's 81mm-mortar squads. Parish was one of the mortarmen who had been outfitted with the spare machine guns and rifles collected from our casualties and put on the Delta Company perimeter.


Parish recalls: "When we were hit I remember all the tracer rounds and I wondered how even an ant could get through that. Back to our right we starter hearing the guys hollering: 'They're coming around. They're coming around!' I was in a foxhole with a guy from Chicago, PFC James E. Coleman, and he had an M-16. I had my .45 and his .45 and I had an M-60 machine gun. We were set up facing out into the tall grass.
"I was looking out front and I could see some of the grass going down, like somebody was crawling in it. I hollered: 'Who's out there?' Nobody answered so I hollered again. No answer. I turned to Coleman: 'Burn his ass'. Coleman said: 'My rifle's jammed!' I looked at him, and him at me. Then I looked back to the front and they were growing out of the weeds. I just remember getting on that machine gun, and from there on I guess the training takes over and you put your mind somewhere else, because I really don't remember what specifically I did. I was totally unaware of the time, the conditions."

On that M-60 machine gun, according to extracts from his Silver Star citation, Specialist Parish delivered lethal fire on wave after wave of the enemy until he ran out of ammunition. Then, standing up under fire with a .45 pistol in each hand, Parish fired clip after clip into the enemy, who were twenty yards out; he stopped their attack. Says Parish: "I feel like I didn't do any more than anybody else did up there. I remember a lot of noise, a lot of yelling, and then all at once it was quiet." The silence out in front of Willard Parish was that of the cemetery: More than a hundred dead North Vietnamese were later found where they had fallen in a semicircle around his foxhole.

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Each man must not think only of himself, but also of his buddy fighting beside him. We don't want yellow cowards in this Army. They should be killed off like rats. If not, they will go home after this war and breed more cowards. The brave men will breed more brave men. Kill off the Goddamned cowards and we will have a nation of brave men. One of the bravest men that I ever saw was a fellow on top of a telegraph pole in the midst of a furious fire fight in Tunisia. I stopped and asked what the hell he was doing up there at a time like that. He answered, "Fixing the wire, Sir". I asked, "Isn't that a little unhealthy right about now?" He answered, "Yes Sir, but the Goddamned wire has to be fixed". I asked, "Don't those planes strafing the road bother you?" And he answered, "No, Sir, but you sure as hell do!" Now, there was a real man. A real soldier. There was a man who devoted all he had to his duty, no matter how seemingly insignificant his duty might appear at the time, no matter how great the odds.
-Patton

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Captain Ben L. Salomon, commissioned as a dentist, was serving at Saipan, in the Marianas Islands on July 7, 1944, as the Surgeon for the 2nd Battalion, 105th Infantry Regiment, The Regiment was attacked by an overwhelming force estimated between 3K & 5K Japanese.

In the first minutes of the attack, approximately 30 wounded soldiers walked, crawled, or were carried into the aid station, and the small tent soon filled with wounded men. As the perimeter began to be overrun, it became increasingly difficult for Captain Salomon to work on the wounded. He then saw a Japanese soldier bayoneting one of the wounded soldiers lying near the tent. Firing from a squatting position, Captain Salomon quickly killed the enemy soldier. Then, as he turned his attention back to the wounded, two more Japanese soldiers appeared in the front entrance of the tent. As these enemy soldiers were killed, four more crawled under the tent walls. Rushing them, Captain Salomon kicked the knife out of the hand of one, shot another, and bayoneted a third. Captain Salomon butted the fourth enemy soldier in the stomach and a wounded comrade then shot and killed the enemy soldier.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Captain Salomon ordered the wounded to make their way as best they could back to the regimental aid station, while he attempted to hold off the enemy until they were clear. Captain Salomon then grabbed a rifle from one of the wounded and rushed out of the tent.

After four men were killed while manning a machine gun, Captain Salomon took control of it.

The next day, Capt. Salomon's body was discovered bent over the barrel of a machine gun with his finger still on the trigger. 98 dead enemy soldiers were piled in front of his position. There were 76 bullet holes in his body — 24 suffered before he died

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a japanese american flying the zero took off to dogfight and managed to shoot down one plane but was mortally hit by another and fled home. He managed to return to base and gave a full report before he died from wounds.

saburo sakai,fighter ace, was being mauled by 15 Hellcats for a while. He constantly broke hard left preventing them from getting a clear shot. After what seemed like for decades, the yanks retired and he headed back to Iwo Jima. On the ground, he discovered that not a single bullet hit his plane at all. He was the last defender of Iwo Jima after the loss of 40 transferred craft including G4M bettys.

A jap on the Aleutian islands campaign was being attacked by advancing americans. He,with his submachine gun killed 2 americans quickly, he ran out of ammo and jumped off a cliff.

In tarawa, a jap swam to an LVT boat and jumped in the 50 cal and started shooting back at the landing americans. Tarawa was a going great for the japs until they did some stupid banzai charge killing the rest of the men, i think it was 1500 or 900 japs that died in the charge.

A jap flying the ki-43 went to intercept b-24s by himself losing his friends in haze. He found the b-24s and suprised them from above. He shot a escourting p-38 down. The other p-38 dove away. He didn't follow the fucker, and went to kill the b-24s. He shot one down. The 2nd P-38 reappeared, he saw it and quickly shot it. The p-38 fled home smoking. He ran out of ammo, and decided to ram a b-24. He hit the top of the fuselage and landed on it. His motor stopped and the crews were suprised at the invader. The b-24 was wounded though and it went down. He slipped off the b-24 and managed to regain control and started his engine and headed home.

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