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The last patrol was a prolonged one of several days. We were taken by landing boat down the east coast, to a place called Old Natamo, and there deposited. The place had once been inhabited by the Japs, but all of their emplacements were now empty. Those of the enemy who were discovered were in the last extremities of ordeal. Some were overtaken crawling on their hands and knees, some so badly decomposed it was as though their feet were rotting off, some weighing perhaps no more than eighty pounds, some without weapons, all without food — and all possessed of that indomitable fighting spirit ...more
Helmet for My Pillow: From Parris Island to the Pacific
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