We was rotten 'fore we started—we was never disciplined;
We made it out a favour if an order was obeyed.
Yes, every little drummer ‘ad ‘is rights an’ wrongs to
So we had to
Korean summers are wet. It was raining and unseasonablycold during the dark early morning hours of
Infantry, reached Pyongtaek. Approximately forty milessouth of Seoul, the village was near the west coast of Korea on the mainroad and railroad between the capital city and Taejon, Taegu, and Pusanto the south. Pyongtaek
a shabby huddle of colorless huts lining nar-row, dirt streets.The infantrymen stood quietly in the steady rain, waiting for daylight.They grumbled about the weather but, in the sudden shift from garrison
duties in Japan, few appeared to be concerned about the possibility of com-
bat in Korea. None expected to stay there long. High-ranking officers andriflemen alike shared the belief that a few American soldiers would restoreorder within a few
“As soon as those North Koreans see an American uniform over here,”
soldiers boasted to one another, “they’ll run like hell.” American soldierslater lost this cocky attitude when the North Koreans overran their firstdefensive positions. Early overconfidence changed suddenly to surprise,then to dismay, and finally to the grim realization that, of the two armies,
the North Korean force was superior in size, equipment, training, and fight-
As part of the
Infantry Division, the
Infantry,was one of several unprepared American battalions rushed from Japan tohelp halt the North Korean invasion of the southern end of the Korean
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