By Steven A. Johnson
During this Marine wrestle memoir, Steve Johnson recounts his carrier in Vietnam from April 1967 to may possibly 1968. in simple terms 17 whilst he enlisted in 1964, Johnson deployed to Vietnam with the third Reconnaissance Battalion, third Marine department, and his travel incorporated such now well-known destinations as Phu Bai, Khe Sanh, Nha Trang and Quang Tri, between others. With a occasionally funny tone, Johnson describes a battle of usually terrified highschool and college-aged young ones confronted with unique plant and animal lifestyles, monsoon rains, harrowing reconnaissance missions and dying. info are considerable approximately strategies, apparatus, geography and, constantly, fellow Marines.
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It was only April but it was full summer here. The plane’s engines stopped, the ventilation system shut down, the stewardess opened the exit door, and hell blew in to slap us in the face. The wave of heat almost took my breath away. I was stunned by the unexpected blast of hot, thick air. As we ﬁled down the stairs to the ground, someone directed the ﬁrst man into the terminal and we all formed up behind him. Now I knew why all those other guys were waiting. They were going to board the plane we had just gotten off to go home.
Unknown to most of us, for a few weeks, a serious battle had been taking place north of us in a little spot named Khe Sanh. These battles were for possession of two major hill masses strategically located west of a remote airstrip and tiny base. The hills, numbered for their elevation in meters above sea level, were Hill 861 and Hill 881 South. There was another 881 slightly to the north, so to avoid confusion, the two were always referred to as 881N and 881S. These hills overlooked the airstrip and provided excellent observation to their west.
Some sunlight ﬁltered 46 Two : In Which I Enter the Elephant’s Realm down so it wasn’t dark ... more like dusk. The light was so diffused that there was no one source and no real shadows ... just gloom. Over the point’s shoulder, and about thirty feet ahead, I could see the trail make an abrupt right turn and disappear. Just as we stepped off again, and without a sound, an NVA soldier appeared around the turn coming toward us. His riﬂe was resting on his shoulder and he was holding it casually by the barrel.