Battle Cry - Leon Uris [0]
Battle Cry
This book is dedicated to the United States Marines,
and to one in particular—
Staff Sergeant Betty Beck Uris
Contents
Part One
Prologue
THEY CALL ME MAC. The name’s unimportant. You can best…
Chapter 1
THE ROOF of the cold, gray, barnlike Pennsylvania Terminal in…
Chapter 2
CONSTANTINE ZVONSKI lay back on the creaky bed and watched…
Chapter 3
“ALL RIGHT, you people. We have a long row to…
Chapter 4
THE BALDHEADED recruits of One Forty Three could move together…
Chapter 5
SIX WEEKS were gone and the recruit battalion prepared for…
Chapter 6
BACK AT the barracks the pent-up joy broke loose after…
Chapter 7
HYMNS! They’re singing hymns. I’m dead…I’m in heaven. Danny forced…
Chapter 8
THE CODE began to sound like an inescapable whine in…
Part Two
Prologue
MAJOR HUXLEY called us into his office after a few…
Chapter 1
IT DIDN’T take me long to discover that Spanish Joe…
Chapter 2
SPANISH JOE had a heavy load on. Sister Mary dragged…
Chapter 3
I RETURNED to the barrack after morning chow. Feverish preparations…
Chapter 4
SKI WALKED into the barracks dejectedly, went over to Danny’s…
Chapter 5
WE had dispensed with field day and inspection because of…
Chapter 6
THE PROGRESS of the battalion was slow, painful, and riddled…
Chapter 7
I SLEPT with one eye open, an old Marine trick.
Part Three
Prologue
TROOPSHIPS are not designed for comfort, unless you happen to…
Chapter 1
IN NO time at all, the word was all over…
Chapter 2
ANDY HOOKANS strolled listlessly through the Wellington railway station. He…
Chapter 3
MARION HODGKISS was a happy Marine. A mail call never…
Chapter 4
AS OUR DAYS before combat grew closer, we sharpened our…
Chapter 5
WHERE WOULD we go from there? The cold clammy reality…
Chapter 6
THE LOADED landing craft chugged slowly for shore. The Unholy…
Chapter 7
HOW LONG had we been in mud? Only six days…
Chapter 8
“WHERE is Father McKale? They want him at headquarters,” the…
Chapter 9
SERGEANT BARRY was standing over me. I opened my eyes…
Chapter 10
THE battalion jeep screeched to a stop. Huxley jumped out…
Part Four
Prologue
IT WAS all over but the shouting. My squad didn’t…
Chapter 1
AGAIN we rushed to the rail like a bunch of…
Chapter 2
L.Q. sighed with relief as he stepped to the counter…
Chapter 3
OUR TENT flap opened. First Sergeant Pucchi entered followed by…
Chapter 4
THE GREEN of our forest greens blended with the green…
Chapter 5
PAWNEE was the new code name of the Sixth Marines.
Chapter 6
IN RECENT weeks Seabags had been taking his liberty in…
Chapter 7
IN THE capacity of best man, I shoved off with…
Chapter 8
HUXLEY propped his feet up on his desk and his…
Chapter 9
SEPTEMBER and spring. The winter slush and wet gave way.
Part Five
Prologue
MAJOR WELLMAN, the battalion exec, entered Huxley’s office. He dropped…
Chapter 1
NOVEMBER the first came into being with the dawn. The…
Chapter 2
THE convoy sweltered north. The hot days topside gave way…
Chapter 3
WE were locked in the hold. No one slept in…
Chapter 4
“NOW hear this, now hear this. Marines, man your landing…
Chapter 5
WE HAD been aboard the J. Franklin Bell nearly a…
Chapter 6
THE SCENERY was much the same as on the first…
Chapter 7
NEXT MORNING Captain Shapiro and Gunnery Sergeant McQuade swung down…
Chapter 8
AGAIN Huxley’s Whores were a garrison force. We had no…
Chapter 9
ON AN exceptionally peaceful evening the men sat about on…
Part Six
Prologue
OUR SHIP pulled into the lagoon. We took a trip…
Chapter 1
Dearest Sam,
Chapter 2
PROTESTANT services were being conducted on aft deck. I was…
Chapter 3
THE bosun’s pipe blared through the intercom, shattering the silence…
Chapter 4
THERE would be no repetition this time of the miracle…
Chapter 5
THEY stood at the rail of the Bloomfontein. They were…
Acknowledgments
About the Author
Praise
Other Books by Leon Uris
Copyright
About the Publisher
PART ONE
Prologue
THEY CALL ME MAC. The name’s unimportant. You can best identify me by