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            DISCUSSING 
			SURRENDER TERMS
			with Colonel Nakayama. Facing forward, left to right, Col. 
			Everett C.Williams, Maj. Gen. Edward P. King, Jr., Maj. Wade Cothran, 
			and Maj. Achille C. Tisdelle. | 
          
          
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		Having made his decision, General King 
		called his staff to his tent at midnight to tell them what he had 
		determined to do and why. At the outset he made it clear that he had not 
		called the meeting to ask for the advice or opinion of his assistants. 
		The "ignominious decision," he explained, was entirely his and he did 
		not wish anyone else to be "saddled with any part of the 
		responsibility." "I have not communicated with General Wainwright," he 
		declared, "because I do not want him to be compelled to assume any part 
		of the responsibility." Further resistance, he felt, would only be an 
		unnecessary and useless waste of life. "Already our hospital, which is 
		filled to capacity and directly in the line of hostile approach, is 
		within range of enemy light artillery. We have no further means of 
		organized resistance."
		
		Though the decision to surrender could not 
		have surprised the staff, it "hit with an awful bang and a terrible 
		wallop." Everyone had hoped for a happier ending to the grim tragedy of 
		Bataan, and when General King walked out of the meeting "there was not a 
		dry eye present."
		
		There was much to do in the next few hours 
		to accomplish the orderly surrender of so large and disorganized a 
		force: all units had to be notified of the decision and given precise 
		instructions; selected individuals and units had to be sent to 
		Corregidor; and everything of military value had to be destroyed. The 
		first task was to establish contact with the Japanese and reach 
		agreement on the terms of the surrender. Col. E. C. Williams and Maj. 
		Marshall H. Hurt, Jr., both bachelors, volunteered to go forward under a 
		white flag to request an interview for General King with the Japanese 
		commander. Arrangements for their departure were quickly made. They 
		would time their journey so as to arrive at the front lines at daylight, 
		just as the destruction of equipment was being completed.
		
		As though nature had conspired to add to 
		the confusion, an earthquake of serious proportions shook the peninsula 
		"like a leaf" at about 2130.24 
		About an hour later the Navy started to destroy its installations at 
		Mariveles. "Pursuant to orders from General Wainwright," Captain Hoeffel 
		informed the Navy Department, "am destroying and sinking Dewey Drydock, 
		Canopus, Napa, Bittern tonight."25 
		Soon the rumble of explosions could be heard from Mariveles while flames 
		shot high above the town, lighting up the sky for miles around. The 
		climax came when the Canopus blew up with a tremendous roar: 
		"She seemed," wrote an observer, "to leap out of the water in a sheet of 
		flame and then drop back down heavily like something with all the life 
		gone out of it."26
		
		The Navy's fireworks were but the prelude 
		to the larger demolitions that were to follow when the Army's ammunition 
		was destroyed. Though stored in the congested area adjacent to General 
		Hospital No. 1, the engineer and quartermaster depots, and Luzon Force 
		and II Corps headquarters, the TNT and ammunition had to be destroyed 
		where they were. There was no time to move them to a safer place and 
		hardly time to transfer the hospital patients away from the danger area. 
		In the dumps were hundreds of thousands of rounds of small-arms 
		ammunition and artillery shells of all calibers. Powder trains were laid 
		to the separate piles of ammunition, and shells of larger caliber were 
		set off by rifle fire.
		
		Destruction began shortly after 2100 and 
		at 0200 the first TNT warehouses went up with an explosion that fairly 
		rocked the area. Then followed a most magnificent display of fireworks. 
		Several million dollars worth of explosives and ammunition filled the 
		sky "with bursting shells, colored lights, and sprays of rainbow colors. 
		. . . Never did a 4th of July display equal it in noise, lights, colors 
		or cost."27 
		After the explosion shell fragments of all sizes fell like hail and men 
		in the vicinity took refuge in their foxholes. The headquarters building 
		at King's command post, a flimsy structure about 200 by 20 feet, was 
		knocked over by the blast and the furniture was scattered in all 
		directions. When morning came the men were surprised to note that all 
		overhead cover was gone. "It is miraculous," wrote one officer, "that we 
		came through this."
		
		The nurses were more fortunate. Most of 
		them did escape but only after harrowing experiences. Given thirty 
		minutes to make ready for the journey, the nurses were cautioned to take 
		with them only what they could carry. They boarded trucks in the 
		darkness and made their way south at a snail's pace along the congested 
		East Road. The group from General Hospital No. 2 was held up by the 
		explosions from the ammunition dump which went up just as the convoy 
		reached the road adjacent to the storage area. These nurses almost 
		failed to get through. The barge left without them shortly before 
		daylight and it was only through the "vim, vigor, and swearing" of 
		General Funk that a motor boat was sent from Corregidor to carry them 
		across the North Channel. They left the Mariveles dock after daylight 
		and despite the bombs and bullets from a lone Japanese plane reached 
		Corregidor in safety.
		
		It was about 0900 when King, in his last 
		clean uniform, went forward to meet General Nagano. He felt, he said 
		later, like General Lee who on the same day seventy-seven years earlier, 
		just before his meeting with Grant at Appomatox, had remarked: "Then 
		there is nothing left to do but to go and see General Grant, and I would 
		rather die a thousand deaths."41 
		With King when he left his command post were his two aides, Majors Wade 
		Cothran and Tisdelle; his operations officer, Colonel Collier; and Major 
		Hurt, who was to guide them to the meeting place. 
        
		General Nagano, who spoke no English, 
		opened the meeting by explaining through an interpreter that he was not 
		authorized to make any arrangements himself but that he had notified 
		General Homma an American officer was seeking a meeting to discuss terms 
		for the cessation of hostilities. A representative from 14th Army 
		headquarters, he told King, would arrive very soon. A few minutes later 
		a shiny Cadillac drew up at the building before which the envoys were 
		waiting
		
		and Colonel Nakayama, the 14th Army 
		senior operations officer, emerged, accompanied by an interpreter. 
		General King rose to greet him, but Nakayama ignored him and took a seat 
		at the head of the table. King resumed his seat at the opposite end, 
		erect with his hands forward in front of him. "I never saw him look more 
		like a soldier," wrote his aide, "than in this hour of defeat."
		
		Nakayama had come to the meeting without 
		any specific instructions about accepting a surrender or the terms under 
		which a surrender would be acceptable. Apparently there was no thought 
		in Homma's mind of a negotiated settlement. He believed that the 
		American envoy was a representative from General Wainwright and had sent 
		Nakayama to represent him since he was unwilling to meet with any person 
		of lesser rank.
		
		The discussion got off to a bad start when 
		Colonel Nakayama, fixing his glance on General King, asked: "You are 
		General Wainwright?" When King said he was not and identified himself, 
		Nakayama asked where Wainwright was and why he had not come. The general 
		replied that he did not speak for the commander of all forces in the 
		Philippines but for his own command alone. He was then told that he 
		would have to get Wainwright and that the Japanese could not accept any 
		surrender without him. Again King declared that he represented only the 
		forces on Bataan and that he could not get Wainwright. The Japanese were 
		apparently insisting on a clarification of King's relation to Wainwright 
		in order to avoid having to accept the piecemeal surrender of 
		Wainwright's forces.
		
		General King finally persuaded Nakayama to 
		consider his terms. He explained that his forces were no longer fighting 
		units and that he was seeking an arrangement to prevent further 
		bloodshed. He asked for an armistice and requested that air bombardment 
		be stopped at once. Nakayama rejected both the request for an immediate 
		armistice and the cessation of air bombardment, explaining that the 
		pilots had missions until noon and that the bombardment could not be 
		halted until then. King then asked that his troops be permitted to march 
		out of Bataan under their own officers and that the sick, wounded, and 
		exhausted men be allowed to ride in the vehicles he had saved for this 
		purpose. He promised to deliver his men at any time to any place 
		designated by General Homma. Repeatedly he asked for assurance that the 
		American and Filipino troops would be treated as prisoners of war under 
		the provisions of the Geneva Convention.
		
		To all these proposals Nakayama turned a 
		deaf ear. The only basis on which he would consider negotiations for the 
		cessation of hostilities, he asserted, was one which included the 
		surrender of all forces in the Philippines. "It is absolutely impossible 
		for me," he told King flatly, "to consider negotiations ... in any 
		limited area." If the forces on Bataan wished to surrender they would 
		have to do so by unit, "voluntarily and unconditionally." Apparently 
		General King understood this to mean that Nakayama would accept his 
		unconditional surrender. Realizing that his position was hopeless and 
		that every minute delayed meant the death of more of his men, General 
		King finally agreed at about 1230 to surrender unconditionally. Nakayama 
		then asked for the general's saber, but King explained he had left it 
		behind in Manila at the outbreak of war. After a brief flurry of 
		excitement, Nakayama agreed to accept a pistol instead and the general 
		laid it on the table. His fellow officers did the same, and the group 
		passed into captivity.
		
		No effort was made by either side to make 
		the surrender a matter of record with a signed statement. General King 
		believed then and later that though he had not secured agreement to any 
		of the terms he had requested he had formally surrendered his entire 
		force to Homma's representative. The Japanese view did not grant even 
		that much. As Nakayama later explained: "The surrender . . . was 
		accomplished by the voluntary and unconditional surrender of each 
		individual or each unit. The negotiations for the cessation of 
		hostilities failed."49 
		King's surrender, therefore, was interpreted as the surrender of a 
		single individual to the Japanese commander in the area, General Nagano, 
		and not the surrender of an organized military force to the supreme 
		enemy commander. He, Colonel Williams, and the two aides were kept in 
		custody by the Japanese as a guarantee that there would be no further 
		resistance. Though they were not so informed, they were, in fact, 
		hostages and not prisoners of war.
		
		Colonel Collier and Major Hurt, 
		accompanied by a Japanese officer, were sent back to headquarters to 
		pass on the news of the surrender to General Funk. On the way, they were 
		to inform all troops along the road and along the adjoining trails to 
		march to the East Road, stack arms, and await further instructions. 
		Orders for the final disposition of the troops would come from Homma. 
		Meanwhile, by agreement with Nagano, the Japanese forces along the east 
		coast would advance only as far as the Cabcaben airfield.
		
		The battle for Bataan was ended; the 
		fighting was over. The men who had survived the long ordeal could feel 
		justly proud of their accomplishment. For three months they had held off 
		the Japanese, only to be overwhelmed finally by disease and starvation. 
		In a very real sense theirs had been "a true medical defeat," the 
		inevitable outcome of a campaign of attrition, of "consumption without 
		replenishment." Each man had done his best and none need feel shame.