They arrived on the ridge around midnight, and although beyond exhaustion, the men dug in. A good thing, because at dawn a German artillery shelling came down on them. Swanson’s company took seven casualties, four of them sergeants, “which opened up the field for promotions.” One of those hit was Swanson, who got wounded in the neck by shrapnel. Litter bearers brought him to an aid station, where a chaplain bent over him. “I could dimly make out his collar ornament which was a Star of David. He, in turn, misread my dogtag, thought I was a Catholic and gave me last rites. I remember thinking that I really had all bases covered.”
Peiper could have taken Elsenborn without difficulty on the seventeenth or eighteenth, but he stuck with Hitler’s orders and moved west rather than north once through the American line. The low ridge should have been a main objective of the Germans, but the Americans got there first and dug in. Now only a direct frontal assault could oust them from the position.
The Germans tried. “The first night at Elsenborn is unforgettable,” Captain Charles Roland of the 99th wrote later. “The flash and roar of exploding shells was incessant. In all directions the landscape was a Dante’s inferno of burning towns and villages.” His regiment dug furiously throughout the night. “Everyone was aware that there would be no further withdrawal, whatever the cost.”
Enemy mortar and artillery fire hit the 99th. American artillery fired continuously. At night the temperature fell well below zero. “The wind blew in a gale that drove the pellets of snow almost like shot into our faces,” Robert Merriman wrote. “Providing hot food on the front line became impossible, and we were obliged to live exclusively on K rations. Remaining stationary in damp, cold foxholes, with physical activity extremely limited, we began to suffer casualties from trenchfoot. The extreme cold, fatigue, boredom, and hazard became maddening. A few men broke under the strain, wetting themselves repeatedly, weeping, vomiting, or showing other physical symptoms.” But there was no more retreating.
The fighting was at its most furious in the twin villages of Rocherath and Krinkelt, on the eastern edge of the ridge. There a battalion from the 2nd Infantry Division engaged a German armoured division in a wild melee that included hand-to-hand combat. American tank crews knew they could not take on the big German tanks toe to toe, so they allowed the Panthers and Tigers to close on their positions for an intricate game of cat and mouse among the village streets and alleys. Shermans remained hidden behind walls, buildings, and hedgerows, waiting for a German tank to cross their sights. Most engagements took place at ranges of less than 25 metres. The 57-mm antitank guns of the Americans were cumbersome, with too little firepower to have much effect. The bazooka, however, was highly effective within the villages, especially after dark, when bazooka teams could work their way close enough to the German tanks.
Sergeant Arnold Parish of the 2nd Infantry had made the D-Day landing, when he won the Bronze Star, had been wounded on June 9, and had rejoined his unit in August, so he had four months of combat by mid-December. He agreed: Elsenborn was the toughest. “We were helpless,” Parish recalled, “and all alone and there was nothing we could do, so I prayed to God.” During the nights “the time went by very slow as I tried to keep warm but that wasn’t possible so I thought about my mother and hoped she didn’t know where I was or what I was doing. I was glad I was not married.”
SOUTHWEST OF Elsenborn the 82nd Airborne was arriving to stop Peiper’s rush westwards. On December 20 Colonel Ben Vandervoort’s 2nd Battalion, 505th PIR, arrived at Trois-Ponts, where the Salm and Ambleve rivers flowed together. Vandervoort put E Company on the east side of the Salm. By 0300 hours they were in position to ambush any German force coming from the east. There they waited, no fires, no lights, no smoking, all wide awake.
German armour-Peiper’s-was coming on, accompanied by infantry. Peiper had a twenty-to-one manpower advantage over Vandervoort and a colossal firepower superiority. The American paratroopers had only one little 57-mm antitank gun, six bazookas, and the ultralight airborne 75-mm pack howitzer for artillery.