On board the Japanese crewed Army Transport Ship we were instructed to field strip our rifles and clean and get familiar with them real good for,  soon we will realize why. We were in PUSAN, KOREA early the next morning unloading in the dark and going straight to another set of Train cars but this time, they were old cars with a Wood burning stove set in the middle of each car, the only heat available in a very cold January 1951. 
We got situated with about 20 or so men in each car and after we got settled, were led on a hike across town to an Army Mess Hall where we ate dinner and on our way back, a huge number of kids that looked like something we never saw before, they were about 50 or more in the bunch and they were ragged in torn cloths, dirty with caked dirt on their faces, hands most were so skinny you could see the bones through the skin, they were all begging for what ever they could get, we gave them all the candy and gum we had in our pockets while we couldn't be live what we were witnessing this instant. Back at the train, our guide said they are what this war produces, orphans who lost all their parents.
Now at the train cars, It was so cold, we were thankful of the heavy coats and gloves we got in Japan and 
after struggling to get some sleep we were awaken by another Train coming down on the southern tracks next to ours. It was very dark with just enough lighting to make out silhouettes of men emptying the cars by throwing heavy items that took two of them to do over the side of the cars and unto the platforms that separated the trains.
At completion the train reversed back and disappeared so we got to go back to sleep.
The next morning we got up, got our water canteens out, washing our faces and brushing our teeth then hurriedly rushing to a good breakfast of powdered scrambled Eggs, dehydrated Potato hash browns and canned very salty Bacon slices. As we were headed to the gourmet breakfast we came across what was thrown on the platforms during the night and it was nothing we suspected, it was human bodies mostly of men but there were a few that looked like females, there was a terrible odor but the bodies didn't seem like they were dead too long. We proceeded until we came across one of them, alive tied to a pole and being what seemed like an interrogation by a young South Korean Army Officer, when all of a sudden the Officer pulls out his pistol and shoots the man point blank in the face an d walking away. In shock we all turned around, Leroy saying just, "Oh my Lord, what else are we going to see in this hell hole" and headed back to the cars, so much for breakfast. Later when our cadre arrives He explain that a Train headed North the last day was attacked by an enemy patrol and these were the remainder of the unit that did didn't get away after a counter attack.
We asked when we were going to be issued Ammo, we felt defenseless with our rifles but no ammo. The answer was, "In good time". Later as the Train started to move North our Sgt. in charged of our Cars came back with Korean civilian Ammo bearers issuing each of us with one clip (8 bullets) of Ammo and instructing us, that the Train Commander authorized the issue but with a stipulation that we keep the ammo in our belts and not to load it except in an emergency or when instructed to do so. I exclaimed to our group, "what kind of war is this?"
The whole time heading north I spent most of my time looking at the countryside with one hand carrying my rifle and the other on my one clip of ammo tucked in my ammo belt. All the time we could hear Artillery and Machine gun firing in the distant hills, at night the sky lighting up periodically as if indicating bursting shells.