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CHAPTER FIVE Cannon to the right of them, Cannon to the left of them volleyed and thundered Into the valley of death rode the six hundred…. There was not six hundred only six young men, there was no cannon roar only the roar of two engines on a B-25C Mitchell Bomber, there was no valley of death only that lonely and pathetic little island named Attu and the wide expanse of the Northern Pacific Ocean. Our flight from Anchorage to Attu was a lot of fun. We horsed around in the ship giving simulated radio broadcasts over the intercom and singing all the old songs. We all contributed to the