Word: dusk
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...fellow soldiers is an old story in war-especially in combat involving aircraft. But few officers of such high rank have died that way. Most memorable accident in U.S. military history: the death of General Thomas ("Stonewall") Jackson, who was shot by his North Carolinians as he galloped at dusk through a grove of trees at Chancellorsville...
...city's well-worn victory guns boomed, and antiaircraft women on the roofs fired colored rockets. Against the wet sky, still pale with dusk, the fireworks made a poor show. The people wondered why this celebration had started so early. In the first week of the offensive, Citizen Stalin had issued the unprecedented number of three proclamations in one day. Was that number to be surpassed tonight...
...dusk fell, the army fell out along the road. We slept. Next day about noon we arrived at divisional headquarters, four miles behind the lines. We had been assigned to the famed 151st Division, whose chief of staff 25 years ago was Chiang Kaishek. The 151st, like all Chinese divisions, was understrength. The entire division had two pieces of artillery-two antique French 75's-several mortars, some machine guns and rifles. It also had guts. What it had to do was to move up the hills in the daylight, ignoring Jap artillery, and dig live Japs...
...another natural field for June 2. No luck, again. Just as the tightlipped, bomb-scarred squadron leader was measuring off the new landing ground, machine guns burst out on a nearby hill and the order came, "Pokret." The Germans, guided by the Chetniks, were breaking into the highland. At dusk 60 Partisan gunners held off the nearest group of 400 Germans at a ridge while our single file slithered west into the woods...
Foxhole for the Night. Nowhere have I seen the nature of the Jap better illustrated than it was near the airstrip at dusk. I had been digging a foxhole for the night when one man shouted: "There is a Jap under those logs!" The command post security officer was dubious, but he handed concussion grenades to a man and told him to blast the Jap out. Then a sharp ping of the Jap bullet whistled out of the hole and from under the logs a skinny little fellow-not much over 5 ft. tall -jumped out waving a bayonet...