8/3/65, 6:15
>be part of 9th Expeditionary Brigade
>preparing to land north of Da Nang

8/3/65, 8:14
>arrived at the beach
>full battle rattle, M14 in hand
>the only opposition on the beach is a crowd of civilians

10/3/65, 7:28
>just arrived at an airbase
>we are playing security

17/3/65, 11:06
>moved to a smaller checkpoint north of the airport
>more security work

23/3/65, 14:34
>some movement near the wire
>we had one small party attack a few days ago
>this might be another
>7.62x39 impacts the guard shed
>here we go again
>duck out of the wooden guard shed towards a berm
>lay near top of berm
>rest M14 on top of berm
>scanning the treeline for muzzle flash
>see a flash to the left of my vision
>point rifle at it
>align sights towards target
>a few rounds with a half second in between them
>a few more rounds with a half second in between them
>pause and look at treeline
>no more muzzle flashes
>someone has gotten the browning jeep up next to me
>CHUK CHUK CHUK
>the browning has started firing
>after about thirty rounds into the treeline the M2 stops
>a tap on my shoulder
"Get up, we're going to take it to them"
>I get up
>we get into the M2 jeep along with three other men
>off down the road we go

23/3/65, 14:41
>the jeep stops
>we all get out
>the guy who initially got me on the jeep is leading us through the thicket
>real spooky shit if you ask me
>the trail looks well trod, he isnt in the standard uniform, and he has some new space age rifle
>it isnt like the M16 some men have, its mostly metal and boxy with a curve on the top and a drum magazine
>the spook stops at a river
>he gets on his prick 77 and summons "waterfowl" to our position

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