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"Next time, let's do it by the numbers," he saidCannon company fired again, and the noise sounded very loudWilson dropped his pack and muttered, "Some poor sonsofbitches are gonna catch hell in 'bout half a minute He sighed and sat down on the wet ground"You'd think they had somepin better to do than have a whole squad of men walkin' around all nightAh can't make up m' mind if Ah'm hot or cold There was a wet heavy mist over the ground, and alternately they shivered in their wet clothing and sweltered in the airless nightSome Japanese artillery was landing about a mile away, and they listened to it quietly
A platoon of men filed by, their rifles clanking against their helmets and pack bucklesA pink louis vuitton bag flare went up a short distance away, and in its light the men looked like black cutouts moving past a spotlightTheir rifles were slung at odd angles, and their packs gave them a humped misshapen appearanceThe sound of their walking was confused and intricate; like the truck convoy, it resembled the whisper of surfThen the flare died, and the column of men passedWhen they were some distance away, the only sound that still remained was the soft metallic jingle of their riflesA skirmish had started at some distance and Jap rifles were firingRed turned to Wyman and said, "Listen to them A few American rifles answered, their fire sounding more powerful, like a leather belt slapped on a tableWyman real black and white chanel purse shifted uneasily"How far away do you figure the Japs are?" he asked CroftYou'll see 'em soon enough, boy
"Hell he will," Red said"We're going to be sitting around all night"You wouldn't mind that, would you, Valsen?"
"Not meI'm no hero," Red said
Some soldiers walked past in the darkness, and a few trucks pulled into the bivouacWyman lay down on the groundHe was a little chagrined that he would spend his first night in combat trying to fall asleepThe water soaked through his shirt, which was already wet, and he sat up again, shiveringThe air was very sultryHe wished he could light a cigarette
They waited another half hour before receiving the order to moveCroft stood up and followed their guide cheap tiffany's jewelry while the rest trailed behindThe guide led them into a patch of brush where a platoon of men was grouped around six antitank gunsThey were 37s, small guns about six feet long with very slender barrelsOne man could pull one gun without too much difficulty over level hard ground
"We're going along with antitank up to First Battalion," Croft said"We got to pull two of them guns
Croft told them to gather around him"I don't know how muddy the damn trail is going to be," he began, "but it ain't too hard to guessWe're going to be in the middle of the column, so I'm going to cut us into three groups of three men each, and they'll be one group restin' all the timeI'll take Wilson and Gallagher, and chanel women's watches Martinez can take Valsen and Ridges, and Toglio, you got what's left -- Goldstein and WymanWe're scrapin' the barrel," he added dryly
He went up to talk to an officer for a few secondsWhen he came back, he said, "We'll let Toglio's group have the first rest He got behind one of the guns and gave it a tug"The sonofabitch is going to be heavy Wilson and Gallagher started pulling it with him, and the other platoon, which had already divided into a few men on each gun, began to move outThey tugged the guns across the bivouac area, and passed through a gap in the barbed wire where there was a machine gun emplacement"Have a good time, men," the man at the machine gun said
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