"Come on you scum sucking bitches!" Paul shouted, his MG spurted it's bullets from it's chamber. The buttstock slammed into his shoulder as he held the trigger.
Marshall was covering one ear while talking into the radio something about needing assistance. Kyle was patching up Scully's leg while he was clenching his shotgun tightly.
Bucky fired his Sniper and Gillan was shouting at us to keep our heads down.
My rifle jerked each time I fired and everytime I fired a Charlie dropped into the ground. One of the Charlies ran towards us with an axe in hand luckily Scully despite being drugged on morphine blasted Charlie taking off some chunks to the body.
We were in a hole surrounded by a lot of VC who wanted us dead, I kept firing my rifle til ran dry so I drew my Revolver and began firing at any Charlie that dare get an inch close to us.
"We are fucking surrounded by multiple VC! Broken Arrow! I repeat Broken Arrow!...twenty minutes?! we'll be...Fuck!" Marshall shouted slammed the radio onto his helmet before putting away.
"Sarge! ETA Twenty minutes!" He says, Gillan peppered a few VC back before giving the O.K. sign. I don't remember when I drew my shovel but I do remember bashing a VC's head open before shooting another square into his chest.
Bucky fired another round before bucking for cover, I grabbed ahold of a PPSH and some of the ammo from a down VC.
Standing over the edge I began screaming while spraying bullets at every spot Charlie could be in, after the drum mag was spent I took it out and fired another.
I saw only red from my viet and everything looked like black dots to me, I must of been gripping the weapon so tightly that my knuckles must of been turning white.
Before I knew it a VC charged at me and tackled me to the ground, I rolled him off of me then proceeded to slam my fist into his face til my hand felt like it was about to bleed.
When I finished Charlie the face was red and broken and my hand was throbbing in pain, I heard Gillan screaming for me.
I looked up and saw Hueys screaming and fired bullets and rockets thus I dove into the foxhole with my unit.
The firing went on til we heard nothing but the Hueys preparing for a touchdown. Bucky and Paul help Scully walk to the Huey as we boarded and shipped out of the area.
Once we got to base I let out a scream then proceeded to beat on the wall for half an minute everything around me felt like the world was about to crack open and swallow me whole.
I blacked out and woke up in med bay after my episode, apparently I was so stressed that I blacked out luckily I was sent back to my unit.
Scully's wound didn't hinder him allowing him to come back to us, luckily we were giving an month off on the amount of work we did.
While Paul, Kyle, Bucky and Marshall went to get drinks, Gillian did some paper work and Scully focused on his wound healing. I got some mail and read some letters.
My sister wrote on how their entering their teens and they miss their big brother which made me smile.
My Mom wrote on how Chau and my baby girl are doing great, Mom said that my daughter is like an angel and she's beautiful saying Chau named her Nhu which seems like a lovely name to me.
Hell if I was in the states right now I name her Janet or even Rebecca, I'm terrible at names. I named my pet dog Captain Bugs, I miss that dog.
Grabbing some paper as I begin writing out to them on how my service is nearly done and I should be home by Thanksgiving or even Christmas. My eyes felt heavy so I decided to finish up my letter and head to bed.
After our Month of R&R, more troops came badly wounded and others dead. ARVN's morale was worst and some Marines were being pulled out leaving us Army boys.
Not all the Marines left most of the Marines left back in 1971 and any Marines in Nam right now were just a small fraction while most of us are Army, Navy and Air Force.
We were helping out a Battalion of U.S. Army with some ARVN and South Koreans. We were conducting a raid on a village as VC turned it into a stronghold.
"Come on move up!" One of the troops said, Charlie was dug into the Village refusing to give up the village despite being outnumbered and outgunned.
Luckily we were pushing them back as we had to clear out huts and other homes, "Get that door open" Gillan said.
"I'm on it!" Scully said pumping his shotgun as he went up the steps and kicked open the door. His body shock as we heard a rifle going off as he flung over the rail and fell into the ground.
"Scully!!" Paul shouted as I ran to grab him while Marshall fired into the hut. I dragged Scully as he was trying to breath while blood came out of his mouth.
Kyle tried to patch him but Scully was already gone, I held his hand tightly as I let out a scream. Paul lost it as he begin firing his MG out into the trees cursing Charlie til his MG clicked.
Gillan walked over snatching his dog tags as he kneeled down and said "I'm sorry son..."
You see a lot of death in Nam lots of Soldiers and Civilians but it hurts you the most when it's one of your friends.
Scully was the greatest man I've seen, he always had our backs and the fact we just lost him really tested us.
He was awarded for his service before his body was shipped back home to his family. I remember writing about him in my journal, it was hard as my eyes burned from the tears.
And the tears soaked the pages I wrote on, I miss him deeply. We have to keep going forward without our Pointman which I gladly accept the position to keep his memory alive.
Least he doesn't have to fight in this forsaken war anymore.