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Old 06-27-2014, 01:40 AM
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Default The Battle For The Saigon Bridge

The North Viet Namese desided to attack all major citys during tet 1968.Usually there was a truse,since both sides were buddish.I had arrived in December of 1967 and felt lucky to station in Saigon.Our outpost was at the end of the Saigon bridge.Military intelligence station,they looked at photos taken from me taking pictures with a 35mm camera in a single engine plane.
The bridge was one of main entrance from the north side.It was always guided by MP Viet Namese army.A ww2 Sherman tank and fifty caliber machine nest at the side.
In the mornings I would get a ride to the air port where a pilot would be waiting.The little plane looked tiny with all the gun ships around.He would have the area to be where the photos would be taken.
Captain Smith was a very thin 35 year old lifer.In the air it was like we buddies on the run way it was yes sir.
I arrived flax vest and forty five and three cameras with telephoto lenses.I don't know what gun was for maybe to shot myself rather being captured.
Lately we had been seeing a lot of movement of vc in the jungle.Once in a while they would take a shot at me.It use to make me mad I couldn't shot back.
I got out of the jeep and walk over to the plane where the captain was waiting.I saluted and got into the plane.January 30,1968.

We went about 20 miles out and I started taking pictures."Jesus cap you seeing what I'm seeing."there were hundreds of VC in the open running towards Saigon.
"Base this captain Smith theres a whole lot of VC coming to town to party and they are armed to the teeth."
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Old 06-27-2014, 03:47 AM
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little did we know that a lot of VC had already entered the city.These were main force along with north Viet Namese army soliders.Instead of jungle warfare they were coming as an army to the cities to raise hell and show they would never give up.
"Captain I got enough,lets get out of here."I shouted .
A couple of gunships came flying bye.The door gunners were firing their m60 machine guns into tree tops.
Up came a shoulder held rocket and blew one of choppers to pieces.The other gunship turned and shot rockets of its own down in the dense jungle.Explosions and fire and smoke.Our plane flew on through it,taking a few bullets to the wing.
We landed on air force base in Saigon.I jumped out and got into a jeep and drove myself to the front gate.I could hear rifle shots all over the place in the city.The Mp Stop me at the gate.
"You can't go out there all hell breaking loose."He leaned in and put his hand on chest.
"I got get this film to my base," I screamed.
"And wheres that!"
"Saigon bridge !"
"Good luck buddy."
I drove into the city.With three rolls of film and a forty five on my lap.
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Old 06-27-2014, 05:48 AM
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The city was dense 7 million lived there.The builders were mostly build out of concrete by French.CHolon the Chinese section of the city actually look like Paris with bricks and morter.
I kept my head down and drove a steady pace as not drawn attention.Which was stupid looking back now.As I heard shots being fired here and there.Sometimes like machine gun and other times with pistol fire.
Women and children were running for cover and the police waving me through enter sections with their pistol in hand.
Crack a bullet went through my windshield on the passengers side.
"Shit,"I shouted."Where that come from."
I press pedal to metal after that and almost went into an open sewer that ran along the road.Adjusting for the turn a little late.Just missed the ditch.I could smell raw soage.Thinking thank god I didn' t die in pile of shit.
When your scared out of your mind all kind of things pop into it.
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Old 06-27-2014, 07:03 AM
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Finally the compound was in site as well as the bridge.The tank was firing rounds to other side of the bridge.Helicopters came flying over head shoting rockets.A hand held rocket laucher came zooming across the river,hittting the tank at the bottom.Breaking treds on one side.a fire started at base of the bridge from the rocket.UP poped tank crew member firing the 50cal machine gun threw the fire.
I stopped I didn't know what to do.I wantd to join the fight but all I had was a pee shoter.The south Viet Namese fought bravely on with A rifle unit joining fight.
I snapped out of it and drove to the gate.
"Open up," I bellowed."Its me Harmon!"
Two MPS raised the crossing bar and drove in,
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Old 06-27-2014, 10:18 AM
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The compound was on full alert.All the office boys and intelligence people were on all four sides of the small base.Two buildings near the center were head quarters and intel readers.The other was for the paper work they generated.Two double decker barrarks near bridge side and a look out tower maned with a m60 machine gun.No combat troops here.But they were behind sand bags firing across the river.
I rushed into head quarters with the film.I dropped it off with the lab people and reported to Major Nelson.
He standing around a map of our area including the bridge."Well Harmon what you see,got a feel the number."
I pointed to an area I just came from.The main force is behind these guys get here by dark.There was so many they couldn't hide in the jungle."
"Well how many damn it!"
"Hundreds sir,I say hundreds.
He looked worried."Okay grab a rifle from supply and man the line."
"Yes sir."I turned went outside where all hell was breaking loose.A Cobra just came over firing its mini gun with empty shell raining down on me and some other soliders.The gun sounds like a fog horn.Huh huh.
I ran over to supply just a rocket came across and blew the top of the look out tower off.
The guy in the tower must have seen it coming because he got up off the floor and started firing the machine gun."You mother fuckers,I'll show you."He screamed firing so many bullets it looked like a lazer beam.Since every 7 shell is a tracer.
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Old 06-27-2014, 11:04 AM
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In supply was an old black sergeant.He was big as a house and attude like James Brown screw whitie.
"Hey give me a gun and some clips."
"Sure white boy just sign this paper next to this number.After the battle they'll be wanting these guns back for next stupid white boy.
"Come on Serg jesus why breaking my balls,I never own slaves."
"I'm funning with ya Stevie boy.What you want."
"I want m14.I'm an expert with that weapon.Damn m16 keeps jamming on me. When I took it to the range state side.
"Here you go boy and five clips,they come through front gate save bullet for yourself.They don't like white boys and specially black men."
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