PRISONERS: The Great Escape

It was a quiet, rainy night in Prisoner of War Camp No. 9, under the brow of a green hill near Pusan. At 2:30 a.m., Pfc. Willie Buhan was reading a book in the "maximum security" compound (for prisoners who had broken minor rules). He wasn't worried much, though vaguely aware that his two ROK buddies on guard duty had been acting sort of "funny." Willie heard a bell, then a knock, and went out to investigate. The next thing he knew, he was looking down the barrels of two carbines, one Garand...

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