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- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5A very engaging account of just one small part of one campaign. The firsthand description of the two days of intense fighting on Pelelu gave a sense of realism seldom found in historical books. Great read!
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Coral Comes High - George Pinney Hunt
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CORAL COMES HIGH
GEORGE P. HUNT
U.S. Marine Corps Reserve
Coral Comes High was originally published in 1949 by Doubleday & Company, Inc., New York.
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
Contents
TABLE OF CONTENTS 4
FOREWORD 5
INTRODUCTION 6
PROLOGUE 7
PART ONE — BEFORE LANDING 8
CHAPTER ONE 8
CHAPTER TWO 12
CHAPTER THREE 14
PART TWO — LANDING 18
CHAPTER FOUR 18
PART THREE — AFTER LANDING 25
CHAPTER FIVE 25
CHAPTER SIX 39
CHAPTER SEVEN 47
EPILOGUE 60
ABOUT THE AUTHOR 61
REQUEST FROM THE PUBLISHER 62
FOREWORD
In a very real sense the history of the United States Marines might be told as a series of separate and collective incidents wherein relatively small forces of men accomplished specific tasks. Although the Marines have operated as an integral part of large strategic forces—particularly in the winning of the war in the Pacific—it is nevertheless true that, in the final analysis, the battle is won by the individual fighting man operating as a member of a squad, a platoon, a company. In an overall sense there must be an esprit de corps and a larger organization under competent senior officers, but in the individual task, the individual incident, the leadership is up to the junior officer and the non-commissioned officer. The association must be that of men who have an individual respect for one another and a reliance on themselves, their comrades and their leaders. In the heat of battle a man cannot stop to think about the larger ideal; he must fight with courage and resourcefulness. Because his own life and his self-respect (without which few men can live) depend upon association with, and the respect of, his comrades.
It is my belief that Captain George Hunt has told here a story which is important in the history of the United States Marines. It is not an official account, and Captain Hunt has not attempted to give an overall picture of grand strategy, nor even the complete story of Peleliu. He has, however, told in the simplest terms the story of his own company—a small force which suffered terrible casualties and fought against considerable odds to see a specific job through. If this small unit, this small association of fighting men, had not done its job, there is no knowing what the results might have been in terms of casualties along an entire beach sector. Captain Hunt has been awarded the Navy Cross as commander of a company of Marine riflemen on Peleliu. This is a story of fighting men told by a fighting man.
ALEXANDER A. VANDEGRIFT
General, United States Marine Corps
January, 1946
INTRODUCTION
At 0830, September 15, 1944, the First Marine Division attacked the Japanese-held island of Peleliu in the Palau Islands and engaged an estimated 10,000 Japanese in one of the fiercest struggles of the war. This division consisted of three infantry regiments, the First, the Fifth, and the Seventh, one artillery regiment, the Eleventh, a headquarters battalion and numerous attached units such as a battalion of tanks, amphibious tractors, engineers, and pioneers. Commanding the division was Major-General William H. Rupertus.
My regiment, the First, according to military organization, consisted of a headquarters and service company, a heavy weapons company and three battalions, the First, the Second, and the Third. It was commanded by Colonel Louis B. Puller whose executive officer, or next in command, was Lieutenant-Colonel R. P. Ross, Jr. My battalion, the Third, divided into a headquarters company and three rifle companies lettered I,
K,
and L,
was commanded by Lieutenant-Colonel Stephen V. Sabol whose executive officer was Major William McNulty. I was in command of Company K
with an organization consisting of a headquarters platoon, which contained a section of three sixty-millimeter mortars and command and supply groups, three rifle platoons, the first, second and third, and a machine-gun platoon.
In no sense is this book the complete account of the Peleliu invasion. It is principally a story of my company and myself and what happened to us during a grim action of forty-eight hours’ duration. With one exception, I have used the real names of real persons.
G. H.
PROLOGUE
Late one hot August night we, a company of marines, were winding in a column of twos through the shadowy darkness of a coconut grove, between the rigid and scarcely visible tree trunks. We wore helmets and battle gear and carried on our shoulders canvas rolls containing extra clothing and bedding. Under the weight we bent forward as we walked. Most of us were silent, but a few were talking in subdued tones. We were sweating, and our jackets, wet under our packs, were clinging uncomfortably to our backs. Our movements made muffled sounds; trouser legs slapping against each other, a canteen clinking where it did not fit snugly in the drinking cup, rifle butts scraping against cartridge belts. Occasionally someone’s foot would strike a stone or a log or the roots of a fallen tree or sink into a hole of sucking mud, and a muttered curse would follow.
We came to a dirt road that bordered the coconut grove. By night it appeared as a blue strip cutting through the blackness which shrouded the trees. We turned left toward the bay, and saw scattered orange lights on the shore. As we approached the beach road which ran perpendicular to our route, we saw the hulking shapes of trucks and tanks and tractors jammed together and interlocked in the initial confusion that accompanied the loading of ships in preparation for an assault landing.
Our column emerged from the darkness inland into the dim light and the turmoil on the beach. It halted as it confronted the massive, steel barrier of tanks that blocked its way. Men with flashlights were attempting to direct this lumbersome traffic, but the roar of idling engines drowned out their orders. Men stripped to the waist were climbing out of the turrets of tanks, out of the cabs of Alligators and ten-wheel trucks loaded with crates, pointing vigorously at each other, their mouths wide open with shouts and invectives that went unheard or unheeded.
Down the column we passed the word from man to man; Take a break; smoking lamp is lit.
We slowly dispersed into the shadows on either side of the road, and the darkness there was pin-pointed by the flares of our matches and the glowing ends of our cigarettes.
In an hour or so this confusion on the beach would straighten itself out Then we would board ship, and our immediate future would he sealed. The reason for our existence would be confined entirely to one objective, and there would be no respite until that objective was attained.
PART ONE — BEFORE LANDING
CHAPTER ONE
She sat like a squat, sedentary old maid. Flat-bottomed and broad of beam, she seemed motionless except for the thin curl of foam at her waterline. Dirty green and black camouflage had been smeared on her sides, and rust spread toward the top of her blunt bow, across her huge white numerals. As with an old tanker, her main deck was the forward two-thirds of her length. On the remaining third aft rose a stubby superstructure with a boat deck, a