in the midst of a ferocious japanese attack, he crawled on to a battlefield, treated and revived a wounded lieutenant. >> then japanese threw hand grenades down. i threw my arm up like this. i had a 45 in the shoulder holster so that saved me but it took out this eye. it hit me really hard. >> bush picked up the wounded lieutenant's rifle, killing a number of japanese soldiers. >> it didn't mean anything to shoot them. it didn't. i never laid awake at night. they were the enemy. they were after me. and boy, that preservation of life is a big deterrent to how you feel about shooting somebody. it didn't bother me one bit. when i left there, there was more of them on the ground than there was me. that seems to be the way you grade that particular game, if you must call it a game. it is like basketball.