The war on Leyte was sunk in a porridge of mud, and its sinking was obscured by a steam of confusion.
The mud was spread over the battlefield by 24 inches of rainfall in 30 days (far worse than usual, even for Leyte) and was kneaded day & night by the treads of tractors and tanks, the wheels of trucks and cars, the tramp of a quarter of a million feet.
The confusion steamed up from the communiqués. They reported positions captured a second time without ever having admitted that the enemy had moved...
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