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<blockquote data-quote="Trickymissfit" data-source="post: 858267" data-attributes="member: 25383"><p>Actually I was not in an infantry outfit, but was part of the first shirts recon team that was tasked with the job of scouting out mountain tops for arty deployments. Been nice if we were attached to an infantry brigade, but we were independent, and operated with everybody. The grand scheme of the advance party is to scout the area out, plus make sure it can be used. Sometimes we were there two hours without anything happening. When that happened (and the hill was usable) we would start the move. About three hours later we were shooting. </p><p> </p><p>When I hit country, and had got settled in after a couple weeks a guy walked up to and put an M60 in my hands (this would be right around 1/1/68), three new barrels, two complete cleaning kits with tools, a case of LSA, a bag full of springs and other spare parts, and a box of Home Made cigars. Patted me on the *** and said "your new, and I'm outta here!" I carried that 28lb. hog all thru Tet, and finally got rid of it in late April. While this was going on the first shirt had all of us newbies got and zero in our rifles (M16's), and of course I had to also shoot the hog. We found that I shot the hog better than anybody did in the company (bad sign there alone), but still was unfamiliar with it. He had a couple guys school me on it everyday. I learned to virtually dismantle it piece by piece, and practiced changing hot barrels so often that I could do it blind folded. He also hooked up a couple guys from the 198th infantry with me to teach me how to use the gun instead of just shooting it. In April I figured I was done with it, but that's when we started to move into ops after Tet. We we did an OP, I was promptly handed that same hog again. Around the first of May I did my first insertion out by Hau Duc. Was scared to death, but wasn't all that bad. After three days or so we were probed, and rocketed. Then it was a daily thing. They must have ran out of mortar rounds after two long weeks of the stuff, so I went out on the Laotian border. Rough place! That was my first meeting with S.F., and saw SOG and a lot of LRRP's roll thru that little place (it was somekind of a SF forward detachment that took orders directly from a C-Team). We eventually lost the mountain top due to lack of warm bodies. Must have shot six thousand rounds of 7.62 ball myself. Was up there about a month, and was probed nightly. Don't remember rockets, but we caught at least a hundred 82mm rounds everyday. Then it was a leap frog affair up and down the border for another sixty days. Finally reunited with the rest of the guys to get healthy again (2/3rds of us had walking pneumonia, and there were always eight or ten guys recovering from wounds). They just were not very nice out there! Been close enough to look into the Ashau Valley, and maybe twenty minutes north of Kam Duc. The next crazy stunt for me was reopening the Tam Key Road ( nobody had been on it for 18 months). After about three klicks I decided I was better off on foot, and walked! After another five klicks I climbed on the back of an ACAV, and rode with them into the hook. Then I walked again. The ACAV ran over a 155mm command detonated mine! (just had a real bad feeling about that place). Got into A102 about nine that night in a hard rain (rode the last five or six miles on the top of an M48). I was exhausted. The tracks spent the night, and left at first light. Woke to discover I was sitting about 2,000 yards below this huge mastiff. That was the Hiep Duc Ridge Line. A new adventure that just wouldn't go away quietly. The north end was as hot as the Ashau, and was glad we were at the south end. Later the south end would evolve into one of the hottest spots RVN had ever seen. That place became my last base camp that we operated out of, and was also the most interesting. </p><p> </p><p>All of my 15 months wasn't bad, and actually some of it was fun. I shook Bob Hope's hand twice and met him a third time. (Bob Hope is my all time hero). But only saw the show once! Been drunk with Marines, Army, and even some Navy guys. Made a zillion friends, and bagged a few of them. I wouldn't trade it for anything, but also wouldn't think about doing it again.</p><p>glt</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Trickymissfit, post: 858267, member: 25383"] Actually I was not in an infantry outfit, but was part of the first shirts recon team that was tasked with the job of scouting out mountain tops for arty deployments. Been nice if we were attached to an infantry brigade, but we were independent, and operated with everybody. The grand scheme of the advance party is to scout the area out, plus make sure it can be used. Sometimes we were there two hours without anything happening. When that happened (and the hill was usable) we would start the move. About three hours later we were shooting. When I hit country, and had got settled in after a couple weeks a guy walked up to and put an M60 in my hands (this would be right around 1/1/68), three new barrels, two complete cleaning kits with tools, a case of LSA, a bag full of springs and other spare parts, and a box of Home Made cigars. Patted me on the *** and said "your new, and I'm outta here!" I carried that 28lb. hog all thru Tet, and finally got rid of it in late April. While this was going on the first shirt had all of us newbies got and zero in our rifles (M16's), and of course I had to also shoot the hog. We found that I shot the hog better than anybody did in the company (bad sign there alone), but still was unfamiliar with it. He had a couple guys school me on it everyday. I learned to virtually dismantle it piece by piece, and practiced changing hot barrels so often that I could do it blind folded. He also hooked up a couple guys from the 198th infantry with me to teach me how to use the gun instead of just shooting it. In April I figured I was done with it, but that's when we started to move into ops after Tet. We we did an OP, I was promptly handed that same hog again. Around the first of May I did my first insertion out by Hau Duc. Was scared to death, but wasn't all that bad. After three days or so we were probed, and rocketed. Then it was a daily thing. They must have ran out of mortar rounds after two long weeks of the stuff, so I went out on the Laotian border. Rough place! That was my first meeting with S.F., and saw SOG and a lot of LRRP's roll thru that little place (it was somekind of a SF forward detachment that took orders directly from a C-Team). We eventually lost the mountain top due to lack of warm bodies. Must have shot six thousand rounds of 7.62 ball myself. Was up there about a month, and was probed nightly. Don't remember rockets, but we caught at least a hundred 82mm rounds everyday. Then it was a leap frog affair up and down the border for another sixty days. Finally reunited with the rest of the guys to get healthy again (2/3rds of us had walking pneumonia, and there were always eight or ten guys recovering from wounds). They just were not very nice out there! Been close enough to look into the Ashau Valley, and maybe twenty minutes north of Kam Duc. The next crazy stunt for me was reopening the Tam Key Road ( nobody had been on it for 18 months). After about three klicks I decided I was better off on foot, and walked! After another five klicks I climbed on the back of an ACAV, and rode with them into the hook. Then I walked again. The ACAV ran over a 155mm command detonated mine! (just had a real bad feeling about that place). Got into A102 about nine that night in a hard rain (rode the last five or six miles on the top of an M48). I was exhausted. The tracks spent the night, and left at first light. Woke to discover I was sitting about 2,000 yards below this huge mastiff. That was the Hiep Duc Ridge Line. A new adventure that just wouldn't go away quietly. The north end was as hot as the Ashau, and was glad we were at the south end. Later the south end would evolve into one of the hottest spots RVN had ever seen. That place became my last base camp that we operated out of, and was also the most interesting. All of my 15 months wasn't bad, and actually some of it was fun. I shook Bob Hope's hand twice and met him a third time. (Bob Hope is my all time hero). But only saw the show once! Been drunk with Marines, Army, and even some Navy guys. Made a zillion friends, and bagged a few of them. I wouldn't trade it for anything, but also wouldn't think about doing it again. glt [/QUOTE]
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