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My brother has one of those with its holster that our Dad picked up after the Battle of Attu in the Summer of 1943.
I flew to attu one year, amazing what still there rusting away, old bunkers, machine guns in the salt water. it was eye opening. and to think it was all for a deception of another attack.
Yep, and hundreds of Americans and some Canadians died there, not to mention 2,000+ Japanese troops.
How much did they pay you to take that thing out of their sight!?!?
It was a plain Hoax Yeet Cannon when I got it. Couldn't get more than 3 rounds before a jam so I elevated it to it's highest purpose.
In 1970 I dodged a bullet when presented with PCS move alternatives after completing my 42-week seismic analyst technical training (USAF). My unit gave me two PCS choices - each one deemed "remote-isolated": Attu or Mindanao, PI. I spoke with an E5 who had been at Attu - he said, "Well, it would be you and 5 of your closest friends. Iced in for 7 months a year with only a Coast Guard icebreaker to create a shipping lane for delivery of mail, food and supplies. By the time you left, you'd be best friends with your dirty socks." So, I opted for the 12-month gig on Mindanao, which put me in a detachment with 20 other guys, situated in the jungle 100 miles from the nearest town, and with a nearby plowed field as the landing strip for C-47 resupply. I picked Mindanao. That and my 12-month tour near Chiang Mai, Thailand were the two best places to serve. No nearby military bases which meant no military chicken spit.
