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VOL. 2, NO. 43 19 4 4 By the men . for the men in the service THE ARMY ^M ^^Mi^^^^ HE GOT 5 JAPS **'*%# 1st Cavalry Division's Invasion of the Admiralties PAGE i PRODUCED 2004 BY UNZ.ORG ELECTRONIC REPRODUCTION PROHIBITED ^^^^1^4 A - ^ .#*• By Cpl. BILL ALCINE the six-inch gap in the YANK Staff Correspondent wooden gate. William Sie- bieda Sic of Wheeling, W. os NEGROS, THE ADMIRALTY ISLANDS [By Va., ducked from his po Cable]—"I fee! just like a June bride." said sition at the starboard gun L Pvt. Warren Planthaber of Sterling, 111. "I and slammed his hip against know just what's going to happen but I don't the hole to plug it. He was know how it'll feel." firing a tommy gun at the We were crouched low in a landing barge shore as fast as wounded soldiers could pass him headed for the 50-yard-wide channel into Hyane .^s^-si^K^ M Harbor. These GIs were men from the 2d Squad loaded clips. The water •M , ron. 5th Regiment, 1st Cavalry Division, who had sloshed around him, run •^ ... •x**? left their horses back in the States. Planthaber, ning down his legs and dripping like a gargoyle, shivered in the rain. washing the blood of the "Put a slug in that tommy chamber," he told wounded into a pink frappe. Troops of 1st Cavalry Division land from an LST at the beachhead. another cavalryman. "You think we're going to When we reached the a picnic'?" destroyer nearest us, the As we neared "the channel, the Navy men in wounded men were handed the bow hollered to us to keep our heads down up. Two soldiers and our cox'n died right away. fire; behind us the Navy had started to slug the or we'd get them blown off. We crouched lower, One of the GIs was a private to whom I had shore again. The rain was heavier now. swearing, and waited. handed a pack of Camels just before we went on An excited GI came up. "Gee," he said, "those It came with a crack: machine-gun fire over board. Navy guys are nuts. They're up there with our heads. Our light landing craft shuddered as Pfe. Wayne A. Hutchinson of Goodland, Kans., tommy guns and grenades, acting like com the Navy gunners hammered back an answer the fourth man in the prow when the 40-mrn mandos." Later a wounded soldier told me "the with the .30-calibers mounted on both sides of shell cameHhrough, was untouched), but he was sailors just don't seem to care. They see a Jap, the barge. shaking slightly now as he lit a cigarette. they have a grenade and they run after him like As we made the turn for the beach, something An undamaged barge came alongside. We re they were kids playing at war." solid plugged into us. "They got one of our guns loaded silently. By this time the destroyers had The first landing barge had hit the shore three- or something," one GI said. There was a splinter worked over the point with their five-inch guns, quarters of an hour before, and already the the size of a half-dollar on the pack of the man and we had little trouble making the beach. tracks were mucke* up and field .wire was trip in front of me. We piled out quickly at the beachhead. Three ping the feet of GIs digging in all around. I asked Up front a hole gaped in the middle of the tiny Jap coconut-log jetties stuck out into the a soldier investigating a pillbox where the front landing ramp and there were no men where water from the strip of sand. GIs were hauling was. "I don't know," he said, waving toward the there had been four. Our barge headed back ammunition and rations up a low" rise, then strip. "There's some guys up there." A B-25 toward the destroyer that had carried us to the along muddy tracks parallel to the Momote air screamed over the coconut grove. On the other Admiralties. strip, which lay straight in from the beach. side of the airstrip guns were firing. White splashes of water were plunging through Fifty yards ahead we could hear sporadic gun- Lt, Decatur B. Walker of El Paso, Tex., slogged PAGE 3 PRODUCED 2004 BY UNZ.ORG ELECTRONIC REPRODUCTION PROHIBITED '** 'i-'^^^S* ''s-«*^^^9£^i *' % %, <^# , M'^ fH^^,. •^ «^^» ,*?^' im"'''- • itlw*' '«3r i3r "'^ • ^IlL Js^-iiL ~ '^ ' ' ' HI 4 s^P^t ^^^-^ ,fP**'*C.' . ^BttMMP^V I ^ ^R • ""' Wl^^* W.^ij^ i'lS.'^ .:3L' •*i'»«i < ^^k^lS^^ J^^ :--*C-••'^fflti e f^^HPf - jgigg?:***' •I^^ip' >eside an abandoned Jap Zero in a revetrnenr at Momote airstrip lieutenant told him to round ducked behina palms and began firing at it. up the men and withdraw When four Japs ran out of the other entrance, to the edge of the strip. they were cut down by a squad on that side. On the right flank there Holiday and Stumfoll crept up, tossed grenades was more action. The Japs into the opening near them. The Japs threw back had set up a dual-purpose two of the grenades but the others exploded in antiaircraft gun that was side the hole. giving us trouble. Then oui- There was no noise after that inside, so Holi planes bombed it. Cpl. Wil day and Stumfoll—with Sgt.- John T. Lee of Las bur C. Beghtol of Eldon^ Cruces, N. Mex., and Pfc. Tony C. Reyes of Cor Iowa, a member of F Troop, pus Chris'ti, Tex., and a handful of other cavalry 2d Squadron, went out on men—circled to the other entrance and started patrol to see if the gun had to pull the palm fronds away from the hole. been silenced. He found a A Jap was sitting up inside, drawing a bead deserted light machine gun with a rifle. About 20 carbines and tommy guns and two 20-mms. practically sawed him in half. He folded over When he returned, he like a man in prayer. discovered that a Jap coun The GIs heard more noises inside the pillbox up and offered to show me the airstrip. "My men terattack had forced F Troop back across the but didn't bother to find out who was causing are on patrol on the other side," he said. The strip. The men were dug in alongside a clearing. it; they just blew the ropf in with TNT and force had achieved its final objective just a half A major was bedding down neaf a pillbox. He grenades, and the battle for this particular pill hour afte.r the landing. The patrols had gone on advised me to string a hammock between a box was over. ahead—too far, the lieutenant said, because if couple of trees. "There's nothing like comfort," Meanwhile the wounded wire chief had been the Japs counterattacked we would be spread he smiled, pointing out his own hammock. pulled out of reach of the Japs by the rank out too much. He said he was going up to bring ing Medical Corps officer in the force, a colonel, them back. URING that night 10 Japs crept into the pill who himself was slightly wounded by a grenade. Momote airstrip was a bombpocked mess of D box nearby. The next morning they were A Signal Corps photographer, who tried to get puddles, weeds, rusting fuselages, a truck and a sprawled lifeless around it and in the two holes movies of the action, was shot through the sorry-looking Jap bulldozer. There were .nb tbat served as entrances. But retaking the pillbox stomach. troops in sight; only the crack of rifles-off to thev ^»-•«Kas a chore.**At about 0730 the divisional wire The major who had suggested sleeping in a right reminded us that there was a war on. chief, a captain, passed the pillbox and a Jap shot hammock had done just that himself. During the Somebody whistled softly from the bushes. An at him, Jiitting him in the groin and chest. Lying night the men heard him call out: "Don't, boys, Ml appeared, followed by Pfc. Juan Gonzales of in the mud six feet from the tip of the V-shaped it's Maj. " Evidently the major thought the Taylor, Tex. He had been on patrol and had seen dugout, the captain pointed to the pillbox. Japs who were hacking him to pieces were only one Jap. "He's up there about 100 yards," Pfc. Allan M. HoUiday of Miami, Fla., and Cpl. Yanks. His almost headless body was found said Gonzales. "Alive?" asked Lt. Walker. James E. Stumfoll of Pittsburg, Kans., who were tangled in the hammock in the morning. "Nope," said Gonzales, "he's my first one." The coming up the track when the captain was shot. H Troop had been guarding the left flank. PAGE 3 PRODUCED 2004 BY UNZ.ORG '^••infitiininiiiih- ELECTRONIC REPRODUCTION PROHIBITED ttmm ^'•fS^tj where the Momote airstrip ran almost to the Pvt. Andrew R. Barnabei, was guarding a pack ocean. It was through and around this troop that 75 when two Japs crawled up. He threw a gre the Japs came. "There's no way in the world," nade that blew one of them apart but only said Lt. Sam A. Durrance of Glennville, Ga., wounded the other Jap, who tossed a grenade H Troop's CO, "of keeping the Japs from coming right back.