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The Steel Wave - Jeff Shaara [68]

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least for a few hours. This will never happen again, he suddenly realized, not like this, not all of us in one place. He felt himself straining to hear outside, some telltale sign of an air raid, a siren, or the gut-churning drone of German bombers. But there was nothing, only silence, the men watching, waiting, each one there because he was a part of something much larger than these men themselves, much more significant than any of them could ever have imagined. He felt a strong confidence now, so many of the faces familiar in a way that suddenly inspired him. All right then. Let’s get on with it.

“We are on the eve of a great battle. We have come here in this assembly to deliver to you the various plans made by the different force commanders. I would emphasize that I consider it to be the duty of everyone in this room who sees a flaw, in any part of this plan, to speak up. There must be no hesitation. I have no sympathy with anyone, whatever his rank or position, who will not accept criticism of what he considers to be his own perfect strategy. We are here to get the best possible results, and those results rely on every man in this room.

“This briefing will start with the three principal commanders, ground, sea, and air, beginning with General Montgomery.”

Eisenhower stepped down from the stage—full of nervous energy, his heart pounding—moved to his seat, studied the map again and heard Montgomery begin his presentation.

“This is an excellent plan. We have a sufficiency of troops, we have all the necessary tackle. We will confront a man, Field Marshal Rommel, with whom I am familiar. He is an energetic and determined commander and has created a formidable obstacle for us to breach. But breach it we will. He will do his level best to Dunkirk us. He will try to force us from the beaches, and he will defend the towns of Caen, Bayeux, and Carentan with his usual vigor. But he is too impulsive for the set-piece battle. His method is disruption. He is best at the spoiling attack. We will instead do what we can to spoil him.”

After three brutal hours, they adjourned for lunch and then resumed the meeting, the presentations and discussions lasting all afternoon. Every senior commander offered details of the plan, some capturing the attention of the throng more effectively than others. Through it all, the commanders had given out a variety of details: the timetable for the amphibious landings, the troop movements beyond the landings, the goals that Montgomery’s staff had illustrated on the great map.

On June 5, the paratroopers would go in first, just after midnight, the British 6th Airborne on the far left flank, the American 82nd and 101st on the right. If the drops were effective, the paratroopers would seriously disrupt German movements behind the beaches by capturing bridges and key intersections at various small villages.

Immediately after dawn, the amphibious landings would begin on five designated beaches. Two, Omaha and Utah, fell into the American zone to the west. Farther east, the British would land at beaches labeled Gold and Sword, the Canadians at Juno. It had been a surprise to many that the landings would come at low tide, the troops to be deposited by landing craft far from the high-water line. But the work of the commandos and reconnaissance planes had convinced the planners that the landing craft and their cargoes of men and equipment would fare better if Rommel’s enormous barriers of underwater obstacles were exposed. The disadvantage for the first waves of troops would be the wide-open ground they would have to cross, several hundred yards of wet sand, which would surely be a shooting gallery for German machine gunners and riflemen in the heights beyond the beaches. The choice of a dawn landing had been hotly debated, some believing the attack should come well before daylight, offering the infantry the cover of darkness. But the navy and the air forces had swayed that argument.

Even as the landing craft made their way to the beaches, an enormous armada of naval power would be called upon to

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