In the rolling green hills of central Korea, a party of U.S. soldiers and correspondents stopped beside a weathered wooden post. On the post was stenciled in orange paint "U.S. 47." "That's Marker 47," said a G.I. "Over the hill there's another one. That's all there is to the 38th parallel. Just a few posts."
It was not quite all: a thousand yards up the road was a Russian outpost. Through field glasses, the Americans watched the Russians watching them through glasses of their own. As the U.S. party waited in the hot sun, some Russians fired a few quick bursts...
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