 Burma. British, Chinese and American troops are fighting to reopen the supply routes to China. They are fighting the Japanese but also disease, hot days and frozen nights, and through a long period of each year the flooding rain. Side by side the machinery of the west and the labor of the east. The road was cut from the mountains and with the rain the mountains piled back onto the roads. Two weeks of labor another section of the long route is cleared. Through the hills under the glaring sun, on mule pack, on men's shoulders and in trucks. The supplies go on over the top of the world and through to the embattled allies. Tricks that help to keep an army moving even under the worst conditions. No more blowouts for these soldiers, no precious hours lost changing tires. For they've an electromagnetic road sweeper that picks up nails, shrapnel and other odd bits of metal. Now they sweep the roads first before they use them and the trucks ride through unscathed or take alignment out from camp and it's time for him to go home. Everyone knows that a jeep can be run on railroad tracks but for a jeep to be its own switching station that's something new. With a new gadget on the roof though anything becomes possible. First the block, track from the top side and put it on the bottom. You go off the track, paint little gadget for getting ice off planes too. Simple if you once know how. They've tried it on the German front. Just a hose from the exhaust of a handy truck. Run the motor and in 20 minutes two men can de-ice a plane from prop to tail. Cost to the plant run by a certain Monsieur Brilier. A factory which for the past four years had been turning up trucks and motor parts for the German army. But allied bombers blasted the walls, the factory died. Robert Lacoste, new French minister of industrial production visited the site. Foremen and technicians met inside the blasted walls to decide how most quickly they could rebuild. Workers met to allocate jobs among themselves. For the French army needed transport. French workers needed work. French industry had to be rebuilt. In spite of Monsieur Brilier, who on the day of liberation had been arrested as a collaborator. So girder by girder, break by break, the walls went up again. Here is the new France, girding up its lines to pull its own weight as one of the United Nations. French Navy sailed the seas. French Air Force has scarred the skies over Germany. French troops once more stood in the Rhine. French industry too would play its part. Once more the blast furnaces labored. The stoking furnaces, the trip hammers. And slowly under this new worker management system, the Berlie factory without Berlie, began to again turn out trucks. They set this first winter of freedom with great shortages of food, of heat, power and transport. With many of its roads, bridges and rail lines destroyed, the promise of a new birth is nevertheless being fulfilled, lentlessly tightening around the Rhine. As the Russians drive from the Baltic to Budapest and on the western front, British and American forces move on every road to crush the Reich's counterthrusts. The American 7th Army near Strasbourg, the fighting is fierce. It is recorded by John Dorrod and other daring newsreel cameramen. Again the Allies comb the crannies for the Nazis left behind, covering the enemy withdrawal. And once again from the rubble comes the victims of Reich Lebensraum. As before, sympathetic Allied soldiers help them. Theirs are the faces of tragedy. And by the enemy wins a kinder master. American medical troops abiding by the laws of the Geneva Convention attend enemy wounded with the same care they give Allied casualties all along the western front. In the Ardennes, the bulge flattens under impact from three sides by American and British forces. On the prong of the attack south of La Roche, Arctic weather makes life miserable for the Tommie guarding isolated outposts. But true to British tradition, he will fight, even though all be icy, except in occasional cup of tea. Finching the bulge off, British and Americans meet at Sainte-Hubert. This is an historic moment for the Allies. As northern and southern forces joined here, Field Marshal Montgomery, wearing his new beret, commands the northern forces. On General Bradley's Sector, the 3rd Army faces winter's worst blizzard. The Americans dig every inch of the way toward Ufalees and Veyandam. Road supplies must pass. And precious mail. And the tanks rolling north to force the Germans back from Belgium. Big machines scrape the snow from battlefields once again in a light hand. Plung from the bulge, the Nazis lose heavily. At Malmadee, the battle recedes. American soldiers gently uncover their comrades. Captured here, more than 100 were massacred. Even unarmed medical troops were shot by enemy cannon and machine guns after their surrender. German prisoners apprehensively watch as the atrocity is uncovered. Soil is high for Von Runstedt. More than 120,000 Nazis captured, wounded and killed. For Ufalees, the toll is utter ruin. This is the price of war, as Von Runstedt forces the scorching of every town from which the Nazis retreat. Here at Ufalees, the American 1st and 3rd Armies join. Join another link in the Allied Circle closing in on the Reich.