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...beneath the helmet, two or more pairs of heavy wool socks, shoe pacs or leather boots and raincoats. Yet we always seemed to be cold. More than once we had to sleep on the wet, cold earth in our clothes. That was pretty uncomfortable, but looking at the suffering infantrymen and the supply carriers who had to take loads up steep mountains and the litter carriers who had to.bear the wounded down, we could not feel very...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Letter From The Publisher, Jul. 5, 1943 | 7/5/1943 | See Source »

Along the southern coast of the Mediterranean, from Algeria to Syria, Allied infantrymen, paratroopers, tank drivers and gun crews were waiting for the zero hour-the hour when the bombers had battered Europe's underside enough for the land fighting to begin...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts, THE MEDITERRANEAN: Three to Make Ready | 5/31/1943 | See Source »

...past six months Ernie Pyle has padded around North Africa, talking with infantrymen, artillerymen, pilots, truck drivers, nurses, doctors, and writing a uniquely refreshing column in the identical manner in which he had written about the U.S. for many years...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Man About the World | 5/31/1943 | See Source »

...Infantrymen] are the mud-rain-frost-and-wind boys. They have no comforts, and they even learn to live without the necessities. And in the end they are the guys that wars can't be won without . . . A narrow path comes like a ribbon over a hill miles away, down a long slope, across a creek, up a slope and over another hill. All along the length of this ribbon there is now a thin line of men. For four days and nights they have fought hard, eaten little, washed none, and slept hardly at all. Their nights have...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: Man About the World | 5/31/1943 | See Source »

This time he sent the veteran Eighth Army against the very face of the Matmatas. The khamsin, the hot African wind, filled the air with the sands of the Sahara. Through the thick of it roared his planes. The mountains thundered and echoed with his artillery barrage. His infantrymen, like the point of a crowbar, jabbed into Rommel's suddenly faltering defenses. Montgomery's armor poured through, levering the crack until it was a wide and shattered hole. The Mareth Line, southern bulwark of the whole Axis position in Tunisia, collapsed. This week Rommel retreated...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: World Battlefronts: BATTLE OF AFRICA: In the Dust of the Khamsin | 4/5/1943 | See Source »

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