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Gur’s men were to divide into three forces. The first would cross the no-
man’s land near the Mandelbaum Gate, the UN checkpoint between the two
sectors of the city, and assault the Police Academy that guarded the southern
approaches to Ammunition Hill. The second group would proceed east through
the neighborhoods of Sheikh Jarrah and the American Colony to reach the
Rockefeller Museum, while the third followed the ravine of Wadi Joz up to the
Augusta Victoria Hospital, on the ridge midway between Mount Scopus and
the Mount of Olives. At battle’s end, it was hoped, Israel would not only be free
of any Jordanian threat but also be poised to enter the Old City. “Jerusalem is
not al-‘Arish,” Narkiss told the paratroopers just prior to the attack. “Let’s
hope this time we’ll atone for the sin of ’48.”
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At 2:10 in the morning the Jerusalem sky was again illuminated, this time by
intense Israeli artillery, tank, and mortar fire to soften up the enemy line. Giant
searchlights placed atop the Labor Federation building—West Jerusalem’s high-
est—further exposed the Jordanians and effectively blinded them. Thus heralded,
Battalion 66 under Maj. Yosef “Yossi” Yoffe, a farmer in civilian life and a vet-
eran of the 1950s retaliation raids, crept up to the first line of barbed wire and
blasted their way through. But beyond that row lay another, and four more after
that, none of which appeared on the IDF’s maps. The attackers were caught in
no-man’s land, in a blistering crossfire and under a rising moon. “We made our
way, Bangalore [torpedo] after Bangalore, fence by fence, squad by squad,” Arik
Akhmon, the paratroop intelligence officer, remembered. “And the most diffi-
cult battle had yet to begin. Before us lay Ammunition Hill.” Seven Israelis were
killed and over a dozen wounded before the last of the wires were cut. Only at
3:10 did Gur, anxious about the approaching dawn, receive the signal that Yoffe’s
men had broken through to the Police Academy. Gur replied, “I could kiss you.”
Built by the British during Mandate times and later passed to the UN, the
Police Academy was believed by the Israelis to house ‘Ata ‘Ali’s main head-
quarters and was therefore heavily defended. In fact, the area was manned by a
single company, 140 men, of the 2nd al-Husseini Battalion under Capt. Suliman
Salayta. With the covering fire from two Shermans borrowed from the Jerusa-
lem Brigade, Israeli engineers cleared a path for the assault units which, over
the next two hours, destroyed some thirty-four bunkers and machine-gun nests.
Still, the Jordanians fought, stalling the Israeli charge just fifteen meters from
Salayta’s position. The captain, with seventeen killed and forty-two wounded,
ordered an artillery barrage on his own position, and with those of his men still
able, fell back to nearby Ammunition Hill.
The battle for the Police Academy also proved costly for the Israelis, only
a squad of whom remained fit for further fighting. Reinforcements arrived,
however, and the paratroopers proceeded to Ammunition Hill, attacking it from
three directions: west, east, and center.
“Sir, the enemy has succeeded in penetrating the area to the left of the
Police Academy,” Pvt. Farhan Haman reported to Maj. Mansur Kranshur, in