THE SIXTEENTH DAY, 30 Days Has September

THE SIXTEENTH DAY, 30 Days Has September

It was full dark by the time the Gunny departed for the old air field with two full platoons and parts of the other two. I’d made a deal with the devil to get back a dead body which went against all logic but for no good reason I could think of made a strange sense to...
THE FIFTEENTH NIGHT SECOND PART, 30 Days has September

THE FIFTEENTH NIGHT SECOND PART, 30 Days has September

Fusner found me with some difficulty, as I’d gone pretty deep under the camouflage provided by the packed down plant debris that served as the jungle floor. Although the stuff allowed me to hide from the gunships above, it did nothing in providing any kind of cover. A...
THE FIFTEENTH DAY SECOND PART, 30 Days Has September

THE FIFTEENTH DAY SECOND PART, 30 Days Has September

I came awake instantly. Crashing roars, with distant but shaking explosions moved me out from the cleft down along the side of a mud wall I’d been sitting up against. I blinked my eyes in fear and nervousness. I was in a cave. I was in the cave. The cave made by the...
THE FOURTEENTH NIGHT THIRD PART, 30 Days Has September

THE FOURTEENTH NIGHT THIRD PART, 30 Days Has September

Nguyen moved ahead of me, as we departed the perfect overhanging concrete bunker-style encampment the others would be preparing behind us. The mild wind, rushing water of the nearby river, and the mud sand under our feet would all be pushed into the background once we...
THE FOURTEENTH NIGHT SECOND PART, 30 Days Has September

THE FOURTEENTH NIGHT SECOND PART, 30 Days Has September

The Sandys came sweeping down the river, obliterating all other sound, the roar of their engines and propellers lifting my spirits in spite of my being trapped at the tank with a dead good kid and a living bad noncom. I hugged the edge of the tank’s right tread, the...