We were in slit trenches on a hill known as 5120 (it's spot height) when the Brigadier with his entourage arrived to inspect the positions.  He had obviously been told that we were being hampered by Japanese snipers.  As an ex-colonel of our First Battalion he was disgusted to find us below ground . "Snipers,"  he said, "Get down there and sort 'em out."

He walked a few yards along the track beyond our front, then dropped with a sniper's bullet through his thigh. 

After being treated at the field dressing station he had asked to be carried down to the valley (Zubza) by Lancashire Fusiliers.  A sergeant  announced this, and called for four volunteers; as none of our stretcher bearers was available. 

Four of us; Cyril Livesey, George Glover, Lehman and I made our way to where the stretcher column was being organised.  I then realised why our own S.B.s  were not available.  It seemed that the column was made up of the sick and wounded from every unit in the Brigade.  Escorts also had to be found, or we  would have been easy targets if attacked.

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