The soldier was about six feet the guy he shot clean as a whistle. Around his neck he had the most gorgeous miniature painting of himself in shinto robes. I took his dog tags and papers he had in a side pocket and turned them over to military intelligence. They are the ones who told me his name, something that has haunted me fror my entire life. It's terrible to find out the name of somebody you killed. By the time the new georgia campaign kicks off, the most important and well known figure in the japanese military is not to see it.