Real war, Churchill, summer of 1940

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Paul Fussell's The Boys' Crusade: The American Infantry in Northwestern Europe, 1944-1945 (The Modern Library, $19.95, 184 pages) is a perfect antidote to the sentimentality of Tom Brokaw and the late Stephen Ambrose, both of whom over-romanticized the American role in World War II.

Mr. Fussell, unlike both Mr. Brokaw and Ambrose, is a warrior veteran who was seriously wounded in combat. There is not an ounce of sappiness in him -- nor should there be. Those who idealize war make it more tolerable.

Mr. Fussell, author of many books on war including the classic "The Great War in Modern Memory," tells us his purpose: "Now almost sixty years after the horror, there has been a return, especially in popular culture, to military romanticism, which, if not implying that war is really good for you, does suggest that it contains desirable elements -- pride, companionship, and the consciousness of virtue enforced by deadly weapons.

"In this book I have . . . tried to confront this view with realistic details. Some readers may think my accounts of close warfare unjustifiably pessimistic in implications, but attention to the universal ironic gap between battle plan and battle actualities will suggest the ubiquity of my joyless material. There is nothing in infantry warfare to raise the spirits at all, and anyone who imagines a military 'victory' gratifying is mistaken."

As for the title "The Boys' Crusade," it reflects the fact that for the most part young people did the dying.

The butchery was terrific. Mr. Fussell quotes Gen. Dwight D. Eisenhower on the slaughter in western France: "The battlefield at Falaise was unquestionably one of the greatest 'killing grounds' of any of the war areas. Roads, highways, and fields were so choked with . . . dead men that passage through the area was extremely difficult. Forty-eight hours after the closing of the gap I was conducted through on foot, to encounter scenes that could be described only by Dante. It was literally possible to walk for hundreds of yards, stepping on nothing but dead and decaying flesh."

Mr. Fussell frequently mentions fratricide and even the deliberate killing of friendly combatants who had angered the troops unnecessarily or their superiors: It "was not unknown practice for battalion and company officers to select 'undesirable' officers to lead especially hazardous actions as a payback for slights, discourtesies, disparagement, or silent contempt, what the British army calls 'dumb insolence.'"

The author writes unblinkingly of the "hideous battleground" and "outrageous casualties" of the Huertgen Forest. Of the "120,000 boys who fought there, 33,000 were killed or wounded or went back sick or were driven insane."

The battle in that forest did not significantly shorten the war, but it illustrated to Mr. Fussell "all at one time the deficiencies of the American system of troop replacement, the insuffiencies of American troop training, the failure of American divisional leadership, the innocence or ignorance of large-unit tactics by corps and army commanders, supply and imagination failure . . . and unjustified staff optimism . . ."