No single narrative could follow the adventures of the various units.

Every day the patrols continued for days without sleep. Some of our companies very nearly dropped from exhaustion under the intensive, unrelenting strain of these missions; but, however fatiguing our men may have found it, to the Japs this remorseless pursuit must have seemed like the Evil wind of their Shinto worship.

Our companies sometimes moved against four or five separate areas at the same time , and sometimes they combined battalions against single, large-scale objectives, but they were always hammering the spots where the Japs sought to establish defense posts and then smoking them out of their desperate, suicide hide-outs.

The Japs could see Death closing in on them stride by stride and could hear the doom of the Tommy-guns hour by hour, roaring closer and closer.

.  Capt. Charles M. Bradford, MD