I kept wishing Sgt. Rock would get killed - also because he had some kind of 6th sense he referred to as his "combat antenna" which went of like "spidey sense" every time some ratzi was about to shoot anything from a luger to a railroad gun at the ol' sarge or members of Easy Co. - and he/they invariably leapt or dodged aside/away/athwart or whatever. Maybe this sort of thing actually occurred, but I always hated it. Still kept buying the damn comic, tho'.
I did enjoy The Howlin' Commandos as well - but I always like Weird War Tales
best. I mean - what the hell is even going on in the issue pictured below? I dunno, but I could just see myself puttin' some Filipino - or maybe Puerto Rican or whatever - exotic dancer through wacky ritual bondage at gunpoint on a pile of skulls while some rabid dinosaur eats a tank, I tell you what !