Day after day, the pattern of battle repeated itself like a recurrent nightmare. Again & again, the Chinese Reds attacked Sniper Ridge, sometimes forced the South Koreans to give ground, but always in the end were bloodily repulsed. Again & again, the ROKs assaulted Triangle Hill; sometimes they got within 10 yards of the top, but always they were thrown back.
The brave South Koreans were sometimes too proud for their own good. Once, when they were dislodged from the peak of Sniper, their commander failed to report it for fear of losing face. He intended to counterattack...
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