The mass of helmets lurched backward as the landing craftplunged into the dark water.Sea spray glistened on thesurface of everything it touched, catching the light of theartillery fire.Private Eddie Hagen glanced at the faces of the menaround him. Some were praying, while others held pictures ormementos of sweethearts and family before carefully tucking themaway inside of their jackets.The rest stared into the unknown, theirfaces expressionless, betraying no inner feelings.