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This Map is of Phouc Tuy Province in
1970. While you are reading the other stories
you can now link them to the places on the Map.

"Advance to Contact".
This title come from some of the training we did in Vietnam
of a nature that had not changed from World War One and can
be seen in the Movie Gallipoli. In that the Company would move out of its
base
position and move to a 'start line' were the Platoons would line
up. At a given signal we move out with the order 'Advance
to Contact'.
The Bayonet with the wreath is the Australian
Army Badge for WARLIKE OPERATIONS, and it is called the "INFANTRY COMBAT
BADGE".
The 'Infantry Combat Badge' takes pride
of place over a Digger's medals and no doubt the SAS
who served in the Iraq conflict of 2003 will be awarded the ICB. The
same as
the Infantry Soldiers who served on warlike operations
in Timor and Afghanistan. The ICB was instituted on 29th July
1970 by the Military Board via Intruction (MBI) Number 102-6.
The Badge was for recognition of Infantry Service in Battle.
It may only be awared to a serving member of the Australian
Army who has given, either continous or aggregate, 90 days satisfactory
service as an infantryman in warlike operations.
At that time in 1970 other Corps were
given the opportunity to create a 'corps-specific combat related
badge' but only the Royal Australian Infantry (RAInf) Corps
alone made such an election. While the ICB can be awarded to
none Infantry, the critera is very stringent and very few ICBs
have been awarded to none Infantry Soldiers.
STORIES ON THIS PAGE:-
PLATOON MEDIC..............NIGHT SHOOT AT BRIGID
THE
NIGHT THE SKY LIT UP
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PLATOON MEDIC.
In parts of my story on other pages I talk about treating people with the platoon
med kit. This is how it came about that I was the medic for 3
Platoon. While all soldiers are taught basic first aid and how
to put on a shell dressing 7RAR wanted people at platoon level
who could do a bit more. The medic for the Company a trained
Medical Assistant who was a member of the Royal Australian Army
Medical
Corps, a posting I held after the War.
After volunteering four of us,
one for each platoon and a spare went to the 1st
Australian Field Hospital at Vung Tou for two weeks and on arrival
were directed to the "Q" store to drop our weapons
and ammo. When we put our grenades on the counter we cleared
the place in about 5 seconds, much to the amusement of us grunts.
They only came back when we assured them the grenades had the
pins well in place. Then we headed off for a very welcome hot
shower.
The instructor for the course was the
RSM at 1 Aust Fld, WO Class One Blue Mellowship, Page
"Me
After The War ". A a great bloke who related to us very
well and both groups got a lot out of the course, so much so
we were invited back for further experience as we had not been
able to get into the wards or in to the operating theatre. Of course we all
wanted to come back, who would not? Clean beds to sleep in,
food not out of tins and showers with hot water, flushing toilets. So it came
about that some weeks later I returned to the hospital and tried
the trick with the grenades again but this time no one reacted.
The second course allowed us to be on hand when the DUSTOFF choppers
came in and I was there a few times when a number of badly wounded
Diggers came in to TRIAGE. Two DUSTOFF lifts stick in my mind.
One was a group of Diggers who had 'bunched up' close to a track
and someone had detonated a huge home made mine. The mine was
full of nails, nuts and bolts and they caused horrendous wounds.
The second lift was about 5 or 6 Diggers who had been hit by
a burst from a AK$&. As they were all in a line they were
hit from the ankle to the chest.
This
Photo was taken while at 1 Aust Field Hospital
The TRIAGE; is the system of sorting wounded
that you might have seen on the TV show MASH about the Korean
war? Its a lot different seeing the mess of skin and bones that
mines or bullets can do up close. The whole room is organised chaos with
a doctor checking each Digger, now a patient, to see who would
get in to the operating theatre first due to the nature of their
wounds. Despite the terrible wounds inflicted on these young
men I never heard any screaming or complaints from any Digger
while they waited in pain, for their turn in surgery.
Twice that I can remember I was invited
into theatre to witness surgery to deal with gun shot wounds
and mine injuries. Two of the operations involved the removal
of a hand and a leg for two Diggers, something I can still see
clearly after all these years. The experience although difficult
was harden me up to deal with wounds on the battlefield. That was not
the last time I visited the hospital returning on the 9th Dec
1970 on a Dustoff chopper when John and I were wounded.
See Mine Incident.
During my Tour a couple of times
we were left without a RAAMC Medic for A Company and I
was moved in to the CHQ RAP to man it until a replacement was
found at Brigid and the Dat. Although I always went out with 3 Platoon, only working
with CHQ the time described above. For some weeks I also carried
the platoon radio on ambushes out from Brigid, till I managed
to convince the Sgt that doing both jobs if we had wounded would
be difficult. So I gave up the radio the day we moved out for
an ambush on the Long Hai Mountains. See
Night Move Long Hais.
Later in the Tour Sgt
King even got me to carry the M60 for 3 days late
in the Tour when a gunner went home. I was amazed and asked "why me"
the answer was you are the most experienced and you have
fired it, said with a smile. This was in reference to an incident
at Brigid which I will call "night shoot"
. 
These Photos were taken early in the Tour. While the
Platoon was at NDP ISA. Writing a letter home at the front of
my sleeping bay and coming back from a Piquet.
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NIGHT SHOOT AT BRIGID
It was not often we
worked with other sections but at Brigid there was a need
to man the position at night while other sub-units carried out ambushes
towards the Long Hai Mountains. On this night myself and Gary
the Platoon Sig worked with Pepi's section. All I can remember
about the day and evening is being woken up just before 0400hrs, by
Gary and slipping on my boots and grabbing my SLR as I walked
the few yards to the booth that was set up with the M60, as
the piquet post. As soon
as I stepped up to the Gun, I heard a loud pop, and a fizz,
to my left a flare had gone off in the wire and what looked
like an arm moving, backwards away from the light.
I was lucky
as I was looking away and it did not effect my night vision
so I could see the Gun to bring it in to action. We all knew
of the Viet Cong's skill in penetrating wire at bases. I started to
yell for Gary, thinking as he had just gone to bed he would
be awake and be able to move back to me quicker to give me hand.
As I can see it today, I saw movement pull away from the flare
and wanted to get the Gun firing as quick as I could. Lifting
it up and pulling it around I hit the safety catch and pulled
the trigger. NO ROUNDS!~!
I was amazed and now bloody terrified.
My heart was pounding so loud.
I was exposed standing in the booth with a weapon that was not
working for some reason? My yelling for Gary got a bit louder.
I cannot remember now how to carry out
an Immediate Action on an M60, but I know I did it in record
time then. Expecting some fire at me in the mean time, finally
I pulled the
bolt back I fired. Finally I had the great feeling of relief
to hear rounds
leaving the barrel and seeing the tracer rounds hit the area
around the flare.
Just then the Section Commander arrived in
the booth and I stopped to tell him what I had seen. "Keep
going" I did so laying down the rounds away from our position
at Brigid. With the butt of the weapon in my shoulder it was
good to see the rounds hit the area. If anyone was out there
perhaps having second thoughts about catching Aussies asleep?
When it was all over Pepi asked me
why didn't I use the M16 that were left in the booth instead
of moving the M60 away from its position pointing at the gate?
He pointed down against the wall and for the first time I saw
a number of M16s standing upright against the side of the booth.
While I was thinking 'Thats what you get for working with another
section, no bloody instructions given to the next piquet.' I told him my thought was to get maximum fire going and the
Gun was the better option, anyway if they had come through the
gate I would have been able to switch targets. (now that I had
got the Gun working) I never thought to ask why the Gun was
not set up to fire as it should have and why it required an i.a., to
get it working?
That was the longest few seconds of my life
and I can understand when faced with a critical situation some people
just freeze and are unable to do anything to help themselves.
Fortunately with my training and knowing I was the only one awake
protecting my mates, I was able to keep going and finally get
some rounds down in the area of what I had seen?

Another example of
our 'funny money' this time a MPC note to the value of one dollar.($1)
This money was issued when you were going on Rest in Country
(R&C) at Vung Tou to stop changing money with the locals.
This was a chargeable offence if caught. As the idea was to
stop the VC getting their hands on international money like
USA Green Backs or Aussie notes.
THE
NIGHT THE SKY LIT UP
At Brigid the change to
the bays on the perimeter was for me a bit stressful as it resulted
in some strange effects. The bay was built up from just a sleeping
bay to a 'T' shape to include a fighting bay and two sleeping
areas. With an open area at the join of the top of the 'T' with
the I, so that you could look out to the surrounding area and
keep a check on what was going on. With my view being sand,
sand and more sand.
One night the sky lit
up with all sorts of tracer fire from the small base next door
of the ARVN troops, flying across the inside of Brigid. I grabbed
my webbing and SLR and climbed out the front of my bay and on
my hands and knees made my way to the gun pit up on the
left hand corner of Brigid. Thinking about that night when
I started to write this account the other day I thought how
stupid can you be? It was lucky that no one saw me as I might
have been shot crawling around the front of the pits.
There with a couple of
other Diggers we had a few bets as to what was happening with
the ARVN. The firing stopped after 20 minutes or so and I made
my way back to my bunker to go back to sleep. Next day we heard
that one of the local troops had shot off his toe by accident
and so everyone had decided to get in to the act and fire off
a few rounds.
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PAGE 11 of A GRUNTS VIEW:- "Advance
To Contact"
To move to "BUNKER BATTLE" Page use the SLR
on the right. To return to "The
Odd Angry Shot" Page use left SLR.
To
return to "ENTRY" Page click on Willy the PIG.
Page updated 7th July
2003.

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