Until the evening our platoons disembarked men and equipment.
The numerous troops gathered (according to the British organisation) in a large square meadow near the locality of Sainte-Croix-sur-Mer, from where we left late in the evening towards the town of La Rosière.
As we progressed we passed through anonymous villages, ruined houses, trampled fields. There is almost no civilian population. There are emaciated and shabby children or old women walking around.
On the coast itself, you can see the traces of heavy fighting. Broken bunkers, artillery bombing craters, messy barbed wire.
At the same time, we observe the English order. A traffic control that knows everything, new roads (incredibly damaged and scarred by tanks and shelling, almost unusable).
Everyone is working around us. The machines work everywhere, everything is done in the American way.

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