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A Soldiers Story
The Tet Offensive
( By Brendan G. ( Me, bmgarcangel ) )
The sun had set about 9 hours ago.  The night was pretty calm around the area of Bienhoa, the US Main army base just north of Saigon.  A slight wind was coming in from the direction of the sea.  Blowing against my face, getting some relief from the humidity of them Vietnam nights.  My name is Corporal Steve Forrest.  I’d been in South Vietnam for only a month and we were packing for the long journey tomorrow morning to a base just 12 miles south of the North Vietnamese border.  I heard some rumors circling around the base and the troops around Saigon that we were going to invade North Vietnam and overthrow the communist government.  If they were true or not, I would never find out. Â
I finished packing around 240 hrs., put my bag next to my bunk and looked around…everyone was already in their bunks, I was the last to go to bed.  I pulled down my sheets and got in, stretching out I moved my left arm and turned out the light.  Turning over I started to think what lay ahead of me tomorrow and the next few months.  Whether I would make it or not.  Thinking of my parents, my girl, my dog, my house, books, bed…remembering all the I knew in my life, pondering the question in my head over and over again for 30 minutes, thinking whether I would be making it back home.  Finally I settled the subject and just put to rest for the moment.  Starting to drift off into the dream like world that I so longed for, the process was suddenly interrupted by the sound of a distinct sound from Saigon.  My eyes burst open as I listened to the fully automatic weapons being fired in the distance.  I listened for about five minutes when suddenly the sound stopped.  Ak-47….but in Saigon?  Again I put the thought aside and started to drift off into sleep once again when it sounded.  The blaring sound of the siren in the base and the sound of reveille playing as people jumped up out of there bunks, pulling on there pants and boots, running outside.  I got my pants and boots on, got up and ran outside right behind one of my best friends. Â
“Fuck, damn drill this early in the morning!†Yelled a soldier behind me.
“Probably damned Sergeant Jones again, testing us again to see if we can get up fast and be out and ready for battle in a moments notice.†I Said as I ran out the tent door, towards where the rest of the formation was gathering, “ You guys are lucky, you got some sleep!†I yelled as I approached the formation.  I could see Captain Barnes and Sergeant Jones to the left, in front of the formation, talking about something and looking at a map.
Getting into formation I assumed the position of At Ease and moved my eyes left and right, wondering what was going on. Â
“Dude, this ain’t no damned exercise.  They’re looking at the map…and look at 3rd Platoon, they’re mounting up man.† Private West said over my shoulder. “Something is going down around here.â€
Turning me head to my left I told him about the gunfire I had heard about 10 minutes or so ago.  Soon the word passed around the formation and some of us had a gut feeling we weren’t heading north this morning.
After five more minutes Sergeant Jones stopped talking to the Captain and came walking up to the formation with the Captain behind him.  “Gentlemen, wipe that sleep out of your eyes.  Now something has happened in Saigon.  Captain Barnes will brief you.  Attent-Hut!† Snap, everyone was at attention.  Jones did an about face and faced the Captain, bringing up a salute.
“Thank you Sergeant,†said Captain Barnes as he returned the Salute.  The Sergeant turned left and walked to the left end of the as the Captain began.  “At Ease Gentlemen.  All right now, we have to head into Saigon.  At 0300 hrs. Charlie infiltrated and took over the US Embassy, killing the G.I. guards in the process.  Following this we also have word of multiple attacks throughout this area.  Now we are to head back into Saigon to ascertain the situation.  Get your packs, weapons, ammo, water, and some C-rations and report back near the trucks at the far end of the camp.  You are Dismissed Gentlemen!â€
With that we headed back to our barracks where we did as he said. Â Then we headed to the supply station where we grabbed some ammo, C-rations, and headed to the meeting point. Â
“Hey Forest,†I heard from behind me, turning my head to look at Private Millers face, “-looks like we’re not going to be going north today.â€
“Sucks, doesn’t it.  I came to see some action and now we got some police work in Saigon.  This seriously sucks.†I said.
“Agreed.  But man, what if like this is some major communist operation, we might have a pretty good fight on our hands.â€
“Don’t bet on it man, they wouldn’t dare come all the way down here to start something with your ugly face.† We didn’t show it, we didn’t talk about it, we didn’t admit it…. but we were all scared that this was something big.
We hanged around the Marine position for about 3 hours, until it got light again outside. Â All the rest of the morning you could the gunfire on the streets in the distance, even from the direction of the base we had just come from. Â Seems like them commies had launched a major offensive against us, and we were in the middle of it. Â
Around 530 hrs. Captain Barnes got us together and told us we were to head to the US Embassy to try and assess the situation there, not to mention possibly try and retake it. Â So we packed up and left 10 of our 40 men with the marines and we headed out down the alley as the sky in the east started to get brighter. Â Still fairly dark, we walked along, straining our eyes in the dark, trying to see what lay beyond, in the shadows next to us and in the windows all around us. Â
     We stuck to the alley till we got to a 2-lane road where we stopped while the Sergeant and the Captain debated where the Embassy was on the map.  Some soldiers started chatting it up and joking in the back.  Sergeant told me to head back down the line and see what the commotion was all about.
“-poor bastard, man look at this he got some kids and family back home, “ One of the soldiers in the back said as he searched one of the dead enemy soldiers for souvenirs, “-they won’t be seeing him anymore, man oh man, he won’t be needing this shit anymore either as a matter of fact.  Hey Johnny boy, take this will ya so-“
“What in the hell are you guys doing, “ I said as I approached, seeing the contraband they were pulling out of this soldier which include some rice, bayonet, and some other things, “Put that stuff back with that guy now and get back up and shut up.  You heard the Sergeant no talking and you know the rules, no souvenirs!â€
“Ya ya, whatever.  I’ll put the rest of the shit back but this handgun is mine.â€
“Just so you remember, if the sergeant finds you with it, I warned you and you didn’t listen.â€
“Dude, like he cares about the fucking rules, he already has some gook smokes and crap,†said another one of the soldiers in the back. Â
“Just get back in line and shut-up.â€
So they did and walked back up the formation to the front where the Captain and the Sergeant were still going at it. Â I looked around as it started to get brighter as the sun rose in the east; the sky was getting brighter, as another hot humid hellish day began. Â Gunfire echoed through the streets from a slight distance away and it was kind of an Erie feeling. Â Looking at the sunrise, looking at the men around you, hearing the gunfire, hoping that this would not be your last time that you shall see the sun rise. Â
The captain and the sergeant finally finished up and we headed right on the street, moving between cover in and around buildings.  Civilians were already populating the streets, trying to get to there jobs but it seemed like a majority where just trying to get out of town for some odd reason.  People had stuff on carts, their whole families, they were all heading away from the hot spots in town while we were heading in.  Ironic, isn’t it?  When everyone else heads away we are the only ones going in…. just us.
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After about a half hour of walking, we finally came within sight of the embassy, gunfire was now loud and we could see some soldier’s running back and forth ahead of us, along with some dazed and confused civilians.  Some bodies lay among the street as we approached, running along the side of the road, taking advantage of cover.  We had our first casualty as we came within about 200 yards of the embassy when a few shots rang out all the sudden from the embassy’s top floor, hitting Miller and then West, who fell to the ground dead just as the sergeant yelled for everybody to take cover, we ran into the bushes next to the road and behind anything we could find. Â
“Corporal Johnson, get that m60 set up across the street, fire on the upper part of the embassy, we’ll cover you.  Now go go go!  Covering fire!†Jones yelled amongst the gunfire.
We rose from our defense position and fired in the general direction of the enemy, as Johnson ran across the road and set his machine gun up. Â Advancing slowly between cover trying to get close to the embassy so that we could get into it, we lost a few more men. Â Covered by the m60 in the rear, a few of us advanced along the street until we were right outside the gate to the embassy. Â Getting up against the wall I leaned over to glance into the compound via the gate. Â I could see some enemy soldiers firing at the rest of the squad, which was pinned down just down the road. Â Leaning back into some cover I made sure my weapon was loaded and selecting semi automatic. Â I looked at the soldiers who followed me to this position and told them to get ready to enter the compound. Â Once again, I leaned around the corner and this time aimed my weapon at the nearest enemy soldier and fired 3 rounds.
“Alright guys, go go go!  I got you covered now move!†I yelled behind my shoulder as I aimed at the next soldier.  My fellow GI’s ran past me and into the compound where they fire some rounds and took cover against the embassy next to some doors where they prepared to enter the room.  Deciding to join up, I ran from my place of cover and meant up with them.  The m60 machine gun which was down the road still provided some cover in the second story room, keeping the enemies attention on keeping there heads down.
Walking up to the door and next to the men, I signaled for grenades as I put my hand on the door and pulled it open, one of the soldiers through a grenade in.  I closed the door as bullets rattled the door; I got up against the wall and got down.  As soon as I heard the explosion inside I opened the door again and my 4 other fellow soldiers burst in, guns a blazing, with me following close behind.  Almost instantly an Ak-47 wielding soldier shot down two of the soldiers just as the two others took cover, I aimed and shot the soldier at point blank range in the chest two times.  I continued forward, going through the room, seeing a few dead bodies here and there.  Including some of our fellow GI’s who had probably been guarding the building when these commando type soldiers launched their surprise attack. Â
Getting a glimpse around the room I noticed it was like…a lobby or at least that’s what it reminded me of.  Finally, at the other side of the room I signaled for the two other soldiers to move up with me as we prepared to take down the other room I did not see it coming…the soldiers burst through a door behind me and the last thing I remember was turning around and looking at the butt of a gun strike me in the face.  I went down.
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I awoke to the sound of gunfire close by. Â Laying in a bunk in some kind of a make shift hospital I looked around and saw other soldiers laying around, while nurses and doctors tended to their wounds. Â Remembering what had happened in the embassy I wondered what had happened? Â Did we take the objective, the embassy? Â How long had I been hear. Â After a few minutes of contemplating what happened or what might of happened I yelled to the nurse nearest me. Â She came to me.
I took a breath and asked her what happened. Â She told me to wait for now until the doctor got here to check me out. Â So I waited and pretty soon the doctor came along.
Getting up off the bed and talking to the doctor, letting him make sure I was ok.  So I found out I’d been out of it for about 20 hours.  I headed out of the makeshift hospital.  Upon getting outside I realized I was back at Bienhoa and found out that the day before I had been hit and knocked out by an enemy soldier in the embassy.  The two other guys that were with me killed the enemy soldier that pounded me on the head and had received orders to get back to the squad which was pulling out and heading back to Bienhoa.  They pulled me out along with another injured soldier but left the dead.  Now Bienhoa was under heavy attack by both NVA and VC forces.  Our squad was on the front line of defense for the base and that only around 16 of the 30 men we once had were still alive.  Sergeant Jones had been killed by enemy fire during the night, Captain Barnes had appointed some corporal to take the Sergeants position.  All my other friends in the squad that I knew had been killed too.  I realized now that this wasn’t a walk in the park anymore, that war wasn’t all glorious, heroic, and romantic as it was brought up to be back home.  War was hell as I realized that I lost most of the friends that I knew from boot camp.  It was definite hell.
After a few months of fighting we finally brought an end to the Tet offensive around March. Â Loosing 6,000 men, including 10 more in my squad, we got hit pretty hard. Â But from what I had the enemy got hit even harder, try like around 100,000 of their troops dead. Â I started to realize that this was a war that this was a war that we might not win. Â Like in Korea and World War II, this was a suicidal enemy, who would throw hundreds of troops at you in a few big charges. Â Motivated and dedicated I realized that these were soldiers who would not give up until Vietnam was united. Â Seven years after the Tet offensive, unfortunately, that unity became a reality to the dismay of the US Military and the South Vietnamese people.