In the industrial hedgehog of the Ruhr, the watery flatlands of The Netherlands and the stream-scalloped woods and plains of northwestern Germany, the fighting last week was a sample of what the Allies may expect in many a pocket. It was several kinds of warfare: hard battling against solid centers of resistance, Indian-stalking of night-raiding guerrillas, bashing down of villages where civilians, even boys less than ten years old, sniped and fired Panzerfaust rocket charges at tanks.
The battles of the bitter-end pockets were going well enough this week, but the going was...
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