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Needs a look: Marine 1 — missing
Wayne Wilberg was twenty-one years old, and he had been a Marine for a long time. He'd driven trucks. He'd slept on the ground. He'd worn the same green dungarees until they were thin at the knees. Tonight he stood on a hilltop in Okinawa, and something in the air felt different.
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He looked down at the water. Ship after ship after ship filled the bay — more than he could count, more than he had ever imagined. "There were about 2000 ships out in Buckner Bay," Wayne would say. As far as his eyes could see, from one edge of the world to the other.
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Needs a look: Wayne Wilberg — hair is styled with a civilian side part instead of the described high-and-tight cut; Marine 1 — wearing a knit beanie/watch cap which is not in the described outfit
Then — a flash. A boom that rolled up the hill like thunder. Then another. And another. Every ship in the bay lit up at once, guns firing straight into the sky. Tracers tore through the dark like rivers of fire. The noise was everywhere.
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Needs a look: Marine on the right — hair has a side part and comb-over style, but both characters are described as having strict military cuts with no part
Wayne had never seen anything so beautiful in his life. The lights kept arcing up — gold and orange and white — bursting over the water again and again. It was just like home on the Fourth of July. Only a thousand times bigger. "It was like a huge July 4 celebration," he said.
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Needs a look: Marine 1 — Wearing a knit beanie, which is not included in his described outfit.
But why? Why was the whole Navy shooting at once? Wayne looked at the men around him. Nobody knew. He turned to his sergeant. "We asked our superiors what was going on," Wayne remembered, "and they went to find out."
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Needs a look: Wayne Wilberg — drawn with a civilian side part instead of the strictly described short regulation military cut with no part; someone — wearing a knit beanie/watch cap, which is not in the described outfits and explicitly forbidden for Wayne
The sergeants walked away into the dark. Wayne and the others waited on the hill. The guns kept booming. The sky kept blazing. Every second felt like a minute. Every minute felt like an hour. Still the lights kept going up.
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Needs a look: Wayne Wilberg — wearing a knit beanie/watch cap, which is explicitly forbidden in his description
Then footsteps — fast ones — coming back up the hill. The sergeants returned. Their faces were not smiling anymore. "They come back and told us to take cover and not to come out until told to do so."
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Needs a look: Marine 1 — wearing a knit beanie/cap that is not in his described outfit
Wayne dropped. Everyone dropped. They pressed themselves flat against the rocky hillside. Down in the bay, the Navy still didn't know. The Navy just kept celebrating — gun after gun after gun, blazing away at the sky.
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Needs a look: Wayne Wilberg — hair is drawn with a civilian side part instead of the described short high-and-tight military cut
Then Wayne understood. What goes up must come down. Every bullet the Navy fired into that dark sky was still a bullet — still made of metal, still moving fast. "All those bullets that went up had to come down and they were coming down in our area."
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Needs a look: Wayne Wilberg — Jacket has large multi-striped rank insignia on the sleeves instead of a single corporal's chevron.
The lights were still beautiful from down there on the ground. But now Wayne could hear them — a whistle, a tick, the snap of metal on rock. All around him. He did not move. He waited. That was the order, and he would keep it.
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Needs a look: standing Marine — wearing a knit beanie/watch cap which is not in the described outfit (and explicitly forbidden for Wayne); kneeling Marine — wearing multiple chevrons on his sleeve instead of a single corporal's chevron
At last the guns went quiet. The order came: all clear. Wayne stood up slowly. His legs were stiff. The bay below was dark and still. The biggest celebration in the world was finally over. But it had cost something. "Thirteen men got killed that night," Wayne said quietly.
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Needs a look: Wayne Wilberg — wearing a patch with multiple chevrons instead of the described single corporal's chevron
Wayne looked out at the silent bay — two thousand ships resting in the dark. The war was really over. He had made it through the fighting. He had made it through the celebration too. He had learned that sometimes the bravest thing is the hardest thing: stay still, stay low, and wait for the all clear.
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