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Personal Narrative: The Commobilization Of Platoon
Upon receiving the order, I immediately directed the mobilization of Platoon-1, marching on foot one soldier at a time with a maximum safe distance between soldiers. I anticipated that we would be the target of the enemy’s sniping and artillery shelling along the way. By dawn of the next day, just as we were near the edge of a village, VC (Việt Cộng) guerrillas ambushed us. They opened fire from thick bushes on the right side of the road. The dry sound of heavy discharges from CKC, red-butt rifles, and AK round after round filled the air. Now and then the enemy fired some 61mm mortars, but luckily all missed us. Anyone who had some experience in being the target of sniper would certainly know the unbearable fear for his life in such situation.
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