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Default Bo Loi Woods - Location in Relation to Tay Ninh, etc.

On Tuesday, January 2, 2018 at 8:33:35 AM UTC-8, Colonel Edmund J. Burke wrote:
On 12/27/2017 8:10 PM, wrote:
Hello, Thought I'd put my two cents in...was with A co 3/22 of the 25th 23 July 70 when wia after blowing some bunkers.We did "recon by fire" in a squad peeled off from the co perimeter after somebody saw movement. They waited til we got a little ways away from the rest of the company, then ambushed us with a rpd machine gun. Squad leader Kia, rto wia, me being asst m60 Gunner. Haven't seen other mention of the 3/22 "regulars" "deeds not words"


Very interesting, Maynard. Below, I submit my Nam Tour. I am since suffering from PTSD and a host of other combat-related injuries--both physical and mental.

During my NAM tour, I always kept a close eye on Charlie, kept him in my gun sites if you catch my drift. It was during one perilous period back in '67 I was charged with the duty of "mine sweeping" an area 3 klicks around camp. Mine sweeping is basically patrol duty, but ours differed in that we actively searched out and sanctioned Charlie units in the field. Combat soldiers, we were seasoned with the fine arts of efficient and silent murder--and we relished the business of war. We were as silent ninjas, killing tigers. Nearly guiltily, I still hold dear the cloth satchel containing my fleshy trophies, embalmed for all time and safekeeping. But I digress€¦
In time the men and I coined €śmine sweeping€ť as the killing act. (The squeamish should leave off here.) I should mention that as trained military men, we were expert bushwhackers, and nearly always discovered Charlies position without revealing our own. Time and again it was curtains for Charlie units, whose ranks we diminished one €śbug-eater€ť at a time. The act of mine sweeping took the form of heroic hand to hand; it was almost a sadistic game for us. After disarming Charlie, the soldier-ninja quickly thrust his combat knife cleanly past Charlies ribs and into heart muscle, where Charlie died that same instant. I do not regret our campaign of terror we bring to NAM; I do it for God and Country.


Was your mine sweeper the VP 200 ?