My dad was a young 19yr old on a halftrack and was at the Remagen bridge assault. He saw a bunch of action working with the Miltary Governor's group doing weapons confiscation, EOD, setting up relief and temporary government in small towns in Germany at the end of the war. He told me about all the nice guns they got handed to them by German citizens. Beautiful target rifles, all kinds of fancy shotguns, drillings and combo rifle/shotguns. He scored a nice .32 Walther and a really cool Czech made .177 air rifle that he brought home with him on the Queen Mary after the war.
On one of the tours with the Military Governor's group, they were blasted off a road when they drove by a burning telephone pole near the outskirts of a small town and found out too late that some old SS had young kids loading and firing some 88mm guns that were already sighted in on the burning pole. He spent three days face down in cold muddy water trying not to get his ass shot off before they got some close air support from a couple of P47's. Then they found that it had been kids shooting at them.