Post by !Jones
On 10 Apr 2017 19:19:56 -0700, in alt.war.vietnam dino
Post by dino
I doubt if it was that far. 'A' Company left that morning and was walking back
to Dak To. 10 clicks was difficult to do in a day in the jungle.
Well, the way I received the story (at the time, I was still in AIT),
was that Alpha was headed back to Dak To early in the morning and was
expecting to be picked up by trucks on the road... and it wasn't far
to the road. Thus, the thumpers had dropped most of their ammo and
everybody was expecting to be on the trucks in a few minutes...
surprise, surprise, surprise! I guess they had a long day, huh?
About two years later, I went into that site on the ridge to sling a
disabled helicopter out. The bitch was that the whole area was still
lousy with that white powder shit that's like tear gas, but it's
powder. Anyway, when the hook came in to lift the downed bird out, it
kicked it all up in a big cloud. I guess y'all spread that crap to
keep Charles from looting it... it was still there in '69, FYI.
Yeah. I mentioned that (about the guys dumping the ammo) on the newsgroup many
years ago and I got hammered big time for saying it. I witnessed it, so fuck
it. Most of the guys who used to post here didn't have a real sense of the
reality of the Vietnam war or just didn't want to admit it. Probably more the
later than the former.
The teargas powder was left spread around in the foxholes so the NVA couldn't
use them. Never did they expect that the NVA could give a fuck less about their
crappy foxholes. Did you ever see NVA dug-in positions? They were masterfully
built to perfection. Yeah, and I got hammered for saying that also.
When we came upon 'A' Company's lager site, I was walking point. A guy who
wrote a book about it said he was walking point. Who's to argue with an author
of a published book? That was John Leppelman and "Blood on the Risers."
The funny thing is that I saw the white powder on the trail and scooped it up
wondering what it was. The next stupid thing I did was sniff it. Strangely,
none of us could smell it when it was on the ground.
So, then I approached the site where 'A' Company spent the night. The powdered
teargas was scattered everywhere and was quit potent. My eyes burned and snot
was running out of my nose. I donned my gas mask a little too late. Anyway, I
led 'C' Company through the gas and set down my back pack. We were carrying two
dead men, so I helped the guys who were carrying them get through the gas.
After the last guy got through, I went back through the gas and made sure there
was no one left behind. When I got back to where I had left my backpack, it was
gone. It contained my camera and exposed film. Who took it?
I was left alone in the jungle with a rifle and some ammo not far from where 76
men had been killed in an ambush. I walked in the direction my Company took
hoping to connect with them. I did and without incident.
It was all surreal because when I told my squad leader that I had lost my
backpack, he said that if I didn't find it, he would courtmartial me. I took a
backpack off one of the dead troopers so I wouldn't be courtmartialed. In
retrospect, I think my squad leader had lost it mentally, but his threat seemed
real to me at the time.