Wednesday, November 24th, 2010

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1:32p	@@@@@The sound was unexpectedly loud, and they @@@@@The sound was unexpectedly loud, and they all winced for a momentIn the complete silence that followed, Red yelled loud enough for the whole boat to hear, "Hey, Toglio, if I had to depend on you for my safety, I'd a been in hell a year ago The laughter was loud enough to embarrass Toglio, who forced himself to grinWilson capped it by saying in his high soft voice, "Toglio, you can figger out more ways to make a man do something, and then it turns out all screwed up anywayAh never saw a man who was so particular over nothin' That wasn't true, Toglio said to himselfHe liked to get things done right, and these fellows just didn't seem to appreciate itSomebody like Red was always ruining your work by making everybody laugh The assault boat's motors grew louder suddenly, began to roar, and after completing a circle, the boat headed in toward shoreImmediately the waves began to pound against the forward ramp, and a long cascade of spray poured over the troopsThere was a surprised groan and then a silence settled over the menCroft unslung his rifle and held one finger over the muzzle to prevent any water from getting into the barrelFor an instant he felt as though he were riding a horse at a gallop"Goddam, we're going in," someone said "I hope it's cleaned up at least," Brown muttered Croft felt superior and dejectedHe had been disappointed when he had learned weeks before that recon was to be assigned to the beach detail for the first weekAnd he had felt a silent contempt when the men in the platoon had shown their pleasure in the news"Chickenshit," he muttered to himself nowA man who was afraid to put his neck out on the line was no damn goodLeading the men was a responsibility he craved; he felt powerful and certain at such momentsHe longed to be in the battle that was taking place inland from the beach, and he resented the decision which left the platoon on an unloading detailHe passed his hand along his gaunt hard cheek and looked silently about him Hennessey was standing near the sternAs Croft watched his white silent face, he decided that Hennessey was frightened and it amused him (Comment on this)

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