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11 ainicright *s Black <1 heist nuts: Begins Betreat Sacrifices One Platoon To Save Larger Force (C'ontinutsl from I’afii* On«^ Selleck, the 71 st Division’s commander, would be there. Hinalonan lies just east of the main high way. An old and rarely used road runs more or less paraliel to the main highway northward and leads into Hinalonan directly. For some reason or other I chose the old road, and by doing so just missed being captured or killed. As I was nearing the town, a platoon of four or five t;yiks rode down the main highway about 2<>o yards to my left, going south. They were Jap tanks. My dusty Packard sedan would have offered small resistance to them if I had encountered them head-on, on the main road. I got into the village aware that at least some elements of the enemy were now between me and Bataan, but could not find Gen. Selleck. Nor could 1 find any 71st Division troops. * * * OUT the 2(>th Cavalry was there, with little Col. Pierce light out in the thick of furious com bat with the vanguard of the main Jap force. The 2bth had been in action since daylight, protecting the retreat of the 71st to the Agno. By the time 1 reached it, the 2(>th was reduced to not more than 450 men. 1 ordered Pierce to get his truck train and his wounded men out as quickly as possible and hold his position as long as he safely could and still be able to withdraw his remaining men . When the time came to withdraw , he would back up to the Agno , 15 miles below him , cross . the bridge , destroy it and hold the south side of the river. , Pierce held that position at Binalonan against overwhelming odds until 3:30 on the afternoon of Dec. 24, by which time he had forced the Japs to deploy the advance guard of their main column and to begin the deployment of the whole main assault body. Here was true cavalry delaying action, fit to make a man’s heart sing. Pierce that day upheld the best traditions of the cavalry service, and his action led to his being raised to the rank of brigadier general. * * * T STAYED at Binalonan with him for two or A three hours and then returned to my Alcala headquarters. En route I passed along the south bank of the Agno and as I crossed the main north south highway at Carmen I noted that Jap planes had bombed the mile-long bridge over the Agno between Carmen and Villasis. They had destroyed the south span of the vital bridge, blowing it off its abutment. It was a time for cursing our luck, because the 11th Division would have to cross that bridge on the night of Dec. 21-25 in its with drawal southward. But while 1 was standing there, viewing the damage, CoL Skerry, my engineer chief, loomed out of nowhere. He was already making plans for temporary repair of the bridge. At the same time he was having charges placed under the undamaged part of the bridge so he would be ready to blow it as soon as the 11th got across, or blow it if the Japs got to the river before the 11th did. From that point I got in touch with my Alcala headquarters and ordered it moved back to Barn ban, a short distance south of Fort Stotsenburg. 1 told my operations officer, my signal officer and a few enlisted men to wait at Alcala for me. * * * T REACHED Alcala on the evening of Dec. 24. * Christmas Eve always was something of an event around our home in the good days, and now I found my mind going back over those memories of a Christmas tree, the arrangement of our boy’s toys, the carefully wrapped packages for my wife, and all the things that go with a family on that light. So I got in touch by phone with Necker at RCA in Manila. He was closing up. The city had )cen declared an open one. But he was kind nough to get through a message to Adele. I remember it because it was the last time I vas able to wireless her directly for three awful *ears . I was hot, dirty and hungry from the day’s ighting, worrying and traveling. But the food which my headquarters commandant was sup posed to send up from Bamban upon his arrival there failed to come. We went to l>ed that night without dinner. On Christmas morning, 1941, a tank officer THE DETROIT TIMES 8-C Oct. 1945 i ll T ®S§ > WmiHmwMiJk’ > -vt * : u\' >' IHH », t - *•. w * jnsmst B ws^igpp flt* t I. 1 ¥ ♦bLm'l vi'cv* I .' ■'' * IT»Hi v 1 £ .%. *'-* , vs/«-''j v s4v hmmmwbbßwimmMbß IB I, I .a || . ■•» fr-Jf'JL ' " ■ mHHK p ■ I H jP Biii^ ■■/.& . 9aS?-t>. x JEf N .. 9 Hk ppt.- .- r v. I 1 1 """ ln'»m»tJon»l Phot# Helping wounded soldiers into a bus at an open-air hospital on Bataan. Before Bataan’s capitulation this was a common scene among Gen. Wainwright’s meager forces. came past my skeletonized headquarters and gave us a Christmas present. It was a can of beans. Our little force, including Cols. Frank Nelson and Josh Stansell, split it up. It was Christmas break fast, lunch and dinner, as well as our Christmas Eve dinner—and was mightily appreciated. * * * ly/l'V WITHDRAWAL plan toward Bataan was divided into five phases, designated as Dl, D 2, D 3, D 4 and D 5. Dl called for a withdrawal to a line along Urdaneta, San Carlos and Aguilar, about midway between the base of Lingayen Gulf and the Agno. D 2 was a line behind the Agno. D 3 reached from San Jose to Santa Ignacio and ran through Gerona, 16 miles farther south. Dl reached from Cabanatuan through Zavagosa, La Paz and Tarlac to the high ground west of Tarlac. D 5 stretched across the broad valley leading down from Lingayen Gulf from Bamban on the west to Sibul Springs at the foot of the mountains to the east. It was unlike any of the textbook retreats I had studied at the war college and at Leaven worth. It differed from the retreat of Gen. Mc- Dowell’s army from the First Battle of Bull Run in that that had been a rout. Nor was it like Pope’s retreat after the Second Battle of Bull Run, or Lee’s withdrawal from Gettysburg. In these classic retreats the object was to get away from the enemy by speed of movement. Moving down toward Bataan we had the definite mission of delaying the enemy as long as prac ticable, not only to permit Gen. Jones’ south Luzon force to clear around Manila Bay and get into Bataan, but also to enable Maj. Gen. George M. Parker to prepare our Bataan defenses for us. Ours was more withdrawal than retreat, withdrawal with delaying actions all the way. But even that hurt deeply. It was hard for an Ameri can to get used to. * * * WITHDRAWAL to Line Dl was to be eom pleted on the night of Dec. 23-21; D 2 on the night of Dec. 24-25; D 3 the next night; D 4 the night of the 27-28 and Do two nights later, the last two withdrawals subject to cancellation in case we could hold those D 4 and Do lines. We completed withdrawals Dl, D 2 and D 3 without incident, but the Japs hit us heavily at D 4, especially at Cabanatuan on our right flank. The 91st Division took the brunt of the Jap tanks, cavalry and infantry, and gave ground to Capan, 10 miles south of Cabanatuan. Late the same evening, Dec. 29, the 91st was attacked again and was routed. Our buses, loaded to their ceilings, hauled the survivors 20 miles farther south, where the' division commander rallied what was left of his force. My right flank was in such peril that I immediately ordered a general withdrawal to 1)5, the Bamban line, on the night of Dec. 30-31. That night Bonnett and about 1,000 troops of the 12th and 13th Infantry Regiments, trapped up the Kennon road two weeks before, rejoined us and were placed with the 11th Division along the 1)5 line. The 91st was reformed east and south of the Pampanga River, but for some reason which I’ve never been able to fathom, MacArthur’s head quarters directed that I was not to employ the 91st’s artillery units. I therewith ordered the 91st’s artillery to withdraw at once to Bataan. • * * * r THIE south Luzon force, withdrawing northward * toward San Fernando Pampanga to reach the only road down which it could travel to Bataan, had to cross the Pampanga River by means of the Calumpit bridge to reach San Fernando Pam panga and the homestretch of the escape road to Bataan. The bridge was a serious bottleneck. The Japs knew it and started for it, bent upon trapping a large part of the south Luzon force. We had to protect that bridge, and San Fer nando Pampanga. With the 500 men left of the 91st Division, plus a regiment of the 71st Division and a bat talion of field artillery, I took a position along the Pampanga River north of Baliaug at 11 o’clock on the night of Dec. 30, while the south Luzon force moved as quickly as possible over the bridge and through San Fernando Pampanga. During the night a company of the 192(1 Tank Battalion was added to this defense. At 10:30 on the morning of Dec. 31 the Japs attacked. The 91st, somewhat reinforced , held its position all day in sharp fighting, while Gen. Jones’ south Luzon men ran what amounted to a gantlet. By midnight the major ity of Gen. Jones’ men were safely through San Fernando Pampanga , protected by the success ful stand of the Uth and 21st Divisions north of the town. I welcomed in the dreary new year of 1942, which was to see us fall and become the victims of barbarous captivity, by ordering the plucky 91st to begin its own withdrawal over the Calumpit bridge and to be done with it before daylight. I was at the bridge at dawn as the last ele ments of the 91st Division crossed. The last truck, one of the civilian ones I had earlier comman deered, stopped at the edge of the bridge and reported to me that it had been fired upon by a Japanese patrol at a crossroads about 500 yards away. * * * ¥ ADJUSTED my field glasses and in the early * light of the morning I could see the enemy patrol, the tip of the Jap advance guard, coming at us. “Blow it,” I told Col. Skerry.* But he hesitated, and then informed me that Maj. Manzano of the 14th Engineers, a fine Philippine Scout officer, and a platoon of fellow engineers were still executing demolitions between Manila and this escape bridge, and blowing it would cut them off. I looked again at the approaching Japs, and had to choose. “Blow it now,” I repeated. It was just 6:15 a. m. The bridge came down into the river with a deafening roar and the Jap force had the wide, deep and unfordable Pampanga between them and us. Our forces above San Fernando Pampanga held through that day and withdrew the follow ing night toward Bataan again. TOMORROW Fall of the first defense line on Bataan, and the withdrawal toward tht tip of the peninsula—and Corregidor.