Whoever wrote the publisher’s blurb on the cover that this is “one of the best books about combat ever written” had clearly not read many books of this genre. However, I nevertheless liked it and thought the author did a good job showing life during the latter stages of the Korean War, when it had become static trench warfare, with offensive actions limited to raids and reconnaissance. The reader gets a good feel for the organization, equipment, and daily routines of Marines maintaining front line positions. Like all wars, it was mostly tedious and boring, with occasional moments of adrenaline-fueled intensity, and the ever present knowledge that death was always lurking in the form of an artillery shell or a sniper’s bullet.
The best parts are the night patrols out in No Man’s Land between the American and Chinese lines. Trying to move as silently as possible, straining eyes and ears to detect the enemy’s presence, and then long hours of waiting in the cold and darkness to see if they could pull off a successful ambush. With everything else going on they had to make sure they knew exactly where they were; stray too far left or right of your company’s position, and the units manning those lines, not knowing there was a patrol out, might open fire as you attempted to return. The author has a laconic, just-the-facts writing style, the classic Marine professional warrior. It makes for good reading, but I would have liked to see more of the human element that must have been present: cold, tired, twitchy, and sometimes very scared.
The Chinese existed as a shadowy presence, occasionally heard but seldom seen. Both armies had artillery behind the lines which could be called in on a moment’s notice, and it did not take much provocation to have a ferocious barrage called down on your position. Even though peace negotiations were underway, and the fighting might end at any time, there was no sense of live-and-let-live. Both armies would quickly take advantage of any opportunity to inflict casualties on the other.
Russ wanted to be a sergeant, but of course he couldn’t seem like he wanted to be one, so he did his job and tried to keep out of trouble. He finally got the promotion, just before he left the country. He tosses off an interesting comment as he describes the party they held to celebrate: it had plenty of booze and hashish. It was the first time I had heard of there being easy access to drugs in the Korean war, but I suppose it should not be surprising; given the highs and lows of tension followed by boredom, drugs would be a natural relief valve.
His tour of duty up, he went back to his civilian life. He had proved to himself that he could handle combat, could be a good Marine and manage the responsibilities and the pressure. He does not seem to have been personally changed by his experience, and was neither pro- nor anti-war. He had seen death and was prepared to kill, but never appeared to even consider committing acts of unnecessary brutality. He was just a Marine doing his job in a difficult and dangerous environment, and he served honorably and well. His book is good at making readers wonder how they would behave in similar situations. It is worth reading for its ability to portray life and death on the line in the last days of the Korean War.