this is a blog of my time in vietnam

Fought A Cong

I went into the hooch to try to find me comb, there was a little fellow sitting in there, I assumed he was a friendly....... I was wrong, he asked me for a smoke, so I gave him one, and we sat there talking for a while. Suddenly the little guy jumped on me and started reaching for my piece. I managed to hold him off just long enough for the Sgt. to come in and get him off me. They took him away, I don't know where......

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