How we fought,

The Japs were cunning and shrewd at the individual level at times, but in large groups under higher command, they would die like sheep to slaughter, Banzai they would scream running with bayonets fixed and we would cut them in half with .50 caliber fire, then here they come again, and again trying to do the same thing with 150 men that they couldn't do the hour before with 700. The jap was fought and killed one at a time or by the dozen, hand to hand, or at the end of a trench knife when necessary.

The japs would charge at you, sometimes just pop out at you from the vegetation at arms length and hurl themselves at you, or roll a grenade toward you from a few feet away, they could be waiting in a spider hole, a log bunker, they would tie themselves to the tops of trees and wait for days to shoot at you, they would creep into your lines at night and at daybreak you might find one or two of your men with their throats cut from ear to ear, or worse. At Momote airfield we took five Banzai charges from before midnight to dawn, they ran out of an aircraft revetment at us, with our backs to the ocean. When it was over, the possum squads would take care of any unfinished business, then the bulldozers pushed them into a pile and buried them.

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All the Best
Jack