From the Tribune's Magazine Section — "Spirit of the Nippon Army." A soldier planted mines in front of an enemy tank, but it stopped short. He ran to the back and planted mines behind, but the tank wouldn't move either way. So he flung a bottle of gasoline at it, but it failed to ignite. Frustrated, he climbed the fender of the tank and battered it with the butt of his rifle. He was killed instantly by a member of the tank [I wonder what took him so long] who fired at him from a porthole. A sergeant saw all this and was so imbued with an unquenchable desire to avenge his dead comrade that he "went to the turret where he blocked the muzzle of the gun with his mouth." He too was killed. "His limbs clung tenaciously to the barrel of the gun for some little time."

A Taste for Tanks