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Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sam nodded at the suggestion that she wait until Kern and Morgan had finished. While they went back to their plans, Sam walked to the side of the command 'office'. Stretched out on a makeshift notice board that was about six feet wide and three feet tall. It ran at eye level down one 'wall' of te tent. At least half of it was covered by a map of their bit of South East Asia... Their immediate location... A five mile perimeter around the firebase. She put her kitbag down next to the desk and then walked across to it. She was stood with her back to the room, her hands tucked at the small of her back. But for Kern and Morgan, everyone else in the room continued to stare at her, letting their imaginations run a little wild. Sam stood oblivious to them. When Kern was done he called her over and then took her to the medical aide tent. Her told her to leave her kit and he would get a corpsman to bring it later. She walked past the four men outside. With no kit back to hide at least partially behind, they were left in no doubt that she was indeed a woman. Kern stopped and introduced her which gave them all plenty of time to check her out a little more thoroughly. Eventually he moved on and showed her the basics of their 'little hospital'. He left her to check the place out and put in a requisition. Two hours later she walked back to the command post. There was some more substantial items of equipment she wanted but most of the order was field dressings, IV fluids and tubes, catheters, tourniquets, swabs and bandages. Most important was the drugs. Morphine. Antibiotics. Narcan and epinephrine and a lt of what were referred to as snivel or sick call meds. These are common over-the-counter medications that do not require a prescription. Paracetamol Tylenol, anti-pyretic and pain reducer. Naproxen and ibuprofen, different NSAIDs which reduce pain and inflammation. Diphenhydramine Benadryl - an antihistamine with a sedative side effect. She had no idea how much she would get, but she asked for everything. She stopped what she was doing to watch the two patrols heading out and she set the place up in case she had patients sooner rather than later.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sam's requests for supplies was okayed by Nick then he passed the form onto his clerk. He would try to get everything that she wanted. Resupplies was slow at best. Forward bases were always the last on the list for supplies. Often supplies were stolen long before they even left the rear area. What did come was often times far less then what was needed. Trucks had been used to ship supplies in the past. But those trucks were hijacked by enemy troops and sometimes by troops of the South Vietnamese Army. Sad as it was, there was a lot of corruption in ARVN forces. The black market was run by both Americans and Vietnamese. It was away to make a lot of money very quickly. You could buy anything on the black market as long as you had the cash. Supplies were being sent to forward areas now by helicopter. This at least stopped the hijackings. 1st Platoon would only be here another week or so before they would return to Camp Baker. Kern expected that they would be there by Christmas. They could enjoy some time off and maybe even catch the Bob Hope USO Show went it came to Nha Trang. That was still a ways off and there was work to be done here. Kern waited just outside the command bunker looking through his field glasses. He was watching the jungle are for signs of the VC. His two teams were out there patrolling like hunters trying to stir up some game. The field radio to his left suddenly crackled to life with the voice of Sergeant Morgan. The sound of far off gun fire could be heard. Morgan and Savoy 6 had found a group of VC heading for the base. Kern asked for a count on enemy forces. Morgan couldn't gave a true number since most were fleeing. His guess was about 20 VC. Kern called out for Savoy 8 to join up with Savoy 6. There was no way of telling how many VC were lurking in the jungle. A boom was heard and followed bu two more loud booms. This was the sound of grenades going off. Morgan called back saying that the VC were on the run. Savoy 8 was going to keep sweeping the area. He also said that he had two wounded and he that his team was returning to the base. Kern told one of the new soldiers to go tell Lieutenant Keller that she had wounded coming in.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

The sound of the mortars and of rapid gunfire in the distance and sam's heart beat suddenly jumped fuelled by adrenalin. She grabbed a field kit which was sitting on what was seeing as her desk. Opening it she checked what was in it and added in additional morphine and pressure bandages. Pain relief and stemming blood loss were often the primary objectives in the first instance. She wasn't too sure whether she was expected to simply wait in the aid station or be somewhere else. She was never particularly patient and decided getting to the injured men as soon as they got back inside the wire. She stepped outside and what had been a relatively calm environment a few moments before was now somewhat more hectic. An organised chaos where everyone seemed to be moving everyone knew what they needed to do and where they were going... Except her. The big guns within the base were starting to come to life, there to provide cover for the teams who were on their way in. She was running toward the command tent when she heard the call of INCOMING. She kept moving towards her identified destination when suddenly there was an explosion behind her sending a shower of dirt into the air. Fortunately dirt was the only thing hit. The next second he felt a hard blow from her right side and she was allying, pitching sideways and she hit the ground with a groan. She was then aware of a weight on top of her. Smothering, covering as one two three more explosions came in close proximity. She felt soil and stones raining down. Things quieted a little and the weight on her lessened. You okay Lt?? She looked up. PFC Crawford was partially lying on top of her, grinning down at her. Yes. Thanks she was more surprised than anything else. You might wanna remember to pick up your helmet next time ma'am, otherwise you might get your fucking brains blown out. Suddenly she felt a fool. Basic rookie mistake. Nothing she could do about it now though. Se needed to move. Crawford seemed to linger a little longer than he needed and it was only Nate Kowolski shouting his name which seemed to get him moving. He stood up then took her hand and pulled her up before moving on, with a large grin on his face. Sam continued onto the command tent to find out exactly what was coming in in terms of wounded men.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

What had started out as a minor skirmish, suddenly turned into a battle. From out of no where mortars were dropping on the base. This was most unexpected, but then these things usually are. The attack stopped just as quick as it had started. This obviously meant that Sergeant Kowalski who was leading Savoy 8 found the mortar crew. Sergeant Morgan and his team made they way back to the base. They did however have to stop just inside the jungle since the base fell under attack. Once the incoming fire stopped, the team continued on. They entered the base and the wounded were taken to the aide station where they expected to find Lieutenant Keller. Kern had no word on the wounded when Sam showed up. He asked her to return to the aide station and to put her helmet on. Kern was pissed that the soldier whom he sent to inform Sam of what was coming, never reached her. He hated when his orders were disobeyed. Running this place was hard enough. But when orders were ignored, it made things worse. Sergeant Morgan's team only had two injuries. One man twisted his ankle while running. A second man took a hit to his shoulder by an AK-47. There was no wounded at the base during the attack. The second team would return without any injures, but they did have a prisoner who had been shot in the leg. He would be brought in to Sam once they reached the base.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

She headed back to the aid station and other than knowing that there was wounded on the way. She didn't know how many. She didn't know how serious. The aid station was a large place in comparison to the other structures around the place. As with most of the tents once the sun was up and everyone was out of bed, the sides of the tent were rolled up which then allowed the little air there was to move freely. Around all four sides of the tent was a wall of sandbags with a small gap in one side which served as an entrance. It was about three feet away from each side and was built up to about 4 feet. The sandbags offered protection to those casualties who were already in the aid station when the base itself was fired on. At the moment the place was empty. There was nothing to do but wait. It didn't take too long. Morgan came in together with a second man she didn't recognise and between them they were carrying a third. He was hobbling, holding one foot off the floor. There was no sign of any blood though. Immediately behind them a second man came in. He was cradling his right arm and someone had secured a field bandage and a sling. She let Morgan ease his casualty on the bed but she went to the man with the clear shoulder room. She peered under the bandage but didn't need to ask what happened. She needed to remind herself that the job at the aid station wasnt to cure and more often than not it was about patching up enough to then have the soldier evac'ed back to the field hospital where there were full medical facilties and surgeons. The shoulder wound was a through-and-through. Clean it out and stop the blood flow. Probably wasn't going to be an injury which sent the kid home, but it would give him a few weeks in the hospital in Nha Trang. He was conscious and talking. She picked up some scissors and was about to cut through his shirt and t-shirt to clean the wound, when the third 'victim' was brought in. He was unaided. Walking... stumbling and immediately followed by a PFC with a M16 trained on the man in front of him. She helped the man to a cot and got him sitting down. A bullet in the thigh a bullet which was still in the thigh. Someone had put a tournequet around his thigh immediately above the wound but that seemed to have been about it. She knelt down on the floor next to him. Hey. LT. Mac get seen first. The gook can sit there and fucking bleed to death. Sam looked up at the kid who was speaking. Casualties are treated on the basis of need, not nationality. Its called triage. And if you didn't want him treated why bring him here. She went back to her patient. He was scared... who wouldn't be... shaking. Maybe part fear and part shock. He's in here until the MPs come. Well while he's in here, he gets treated.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Morgan stepped up and told the private that Lieutenant Keller was right. She was in charge of all things at the aide station. The army medical rules were stated clearly by Sam. Morgan said that since an enemy soldier was inside the base. An armed guard would be on duty in at the aide station until he was sent to Camp Baker. There he would get more care and finally turned over to the ARVN. Morgan did suggest that the Viet Cong be strapped down for Sam's safety. He then spoke of a volunteer from the Red Cross who was forced into sex by a Vietnamese Soldier. This happened about a year ago at another base. He was wounded, but not secured. The Red Cross Volunteer was feeding him. He lashed out at her knocking her unconscious. He then forced himself on her while she laid on the floor. Morgan said that the girl was traumatized and sent home. She wasn't even here as a soldier, or medic and she still was changed by this place. Before leaving Morgan told Sam to be careful. Morgan Kowalski met up at the command bunker for a debriefing with Lieutenant Kern. It appeared that the ground force which Morgan's team found, was only the first part of their attack. The second of course being the mortar team. Nate's team killed all of the mortar group expect for the one they brought back. Kern called back to Camp Baker informing them of the casualties and the prisoner. A helicopter would be dispatched in a few minutes to get the wounded. A second copper would show up later for the prisoner. No doubt an ARVN Officer would be aboard to take charge of the VC.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Once the coppers had all left, the base settled down for the evening. Morgan had sent a man over to the aide station with some supper for Lieutenant Keller. The soldier knocked on a post before entering the tent. He placed a C-ration box down on the desk in front of Sam. It was Beef Stew with Vegetables. The box also contained 5 crackers, a packet of soluble coffee, a packet of powdered milk, a packet of granulated sugar, toilet paper, gum, a P-38 can opener, a flat wooden spoon and a pack of cigarettes. The soldier said that's all they get out here. He did point out that the beef stew was a hell of a lot better then the Pork Beans. He said that Sergeant Morgan told him to bring it. He figured you hadn't eaten since breakfast. The soldier then saluted Sam before leaving. The box sitting on Sam's deck was the same type her father had eaten during the Korean War. Although being at a MASH Unit, they did have a proper mess tent. Still there were times when C-rations were eaten by everyone in the military. Even the date stamped on the box said 25, Sept, 1952. This was suppertime at a forward combat base. Even breakfast and lunch came from a box like this. Not much cooking went on at a firebase like Apache. There was only two times every year that some type of cooking went on. That was at Thanksgiving Christmas. In the background the loud speaker which was down low by now was playing Chapel of Love At the crack of dawn Reveille was played. The day had started and 30 minutes later Sergeant Morgan appeared with a boxed breakfast of chopped ham, eggs, potatoes. Lieutenant Keller?.......I've brought your breakfast. Morgan announced as he placed the box down on Sam's desk. He figured that she was most likely behind the blanket hung up to separate the front part of the tent from the back. The showers weren't built for woman to use. Not at a forward firebase. So unless Sam was putting on a show for the men, she was no doubt cleaning herself somewhere in the rear of the tent.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

The remains of the C-rats from the previous night were still on the table. The crackers were gone the tin with the beef and vegetables in was 23rds empty. Only a few of the cigarettes were gone but the medical dish which a been used as an ashtray showed that Sam must have already had a pack. The packaging from the coffee was there but there was no mug. In the midst of it all was a medical book, open but placed upside down on the table such that the open pages where face down. Morgan placed the fresh rations down as he called out. Sam heard the man and finished washing up. She picked up her coffee made from last nights ration pack as soon as she had gotten up and stepped out from behind the blanket fully dressed from the waist down. Her shirt was over the back of a chair which was next to where Morgan was standing. She was wearing an olive green vest, sleeveless and scooped neck. It was tucked into the top of her pants and it hugged her figure. Her dog tags clincked a little as she walked across to the table. Thank you Sergeant. She put the coffee cup down, lit a cigarette, took a drag nd placed it in her 'ashtray' and then reached for her shirt and continued to get dressed. She showed no sign of embarrassment at not having her shirt on but then she wasn't embarrassed by her body. Her mother would never have stepped outside the house without being perfectly dressed including gloves and a hat, but this was the sixties and it wasn't as if she had walked out there naked. What time is Lt Kern sending out the patrols? She asked as she did up the buttons on her shirt.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sergeant Morgan waited until Sam appeared from behind the blanket. He lit up his own cigarette while she did the same. Morgan sat down on the edge of Sam's makeshift desk. A slight smile drew slowly over his face when Sam asked about Lieutenant Kern and the morning patrol. That's why I'm still hanging around.......L.T.wants you to join the morning patrols. Morgan went on to say that everyday they send out one patrol that leaves at 1000 hours and doesn't get back until 1200 hours. This of course would change if the group was attacked. They would return with the wounded as soon as possible. If there were no wounded they would stay on patrol. This patrol lasts longer then those going on in the late afternoon and evening. It was two full hours with a larger team. The afternoon patrols are done by fireteams. Each team has a Sergeant and 5 or 6 men. The morning patrol is made by a squad with ether Sergeant Morgan or Lieutenant Kern in command and 10 men. Morgan flicked his ash into Sam'a tray. He just smiled when he spoke of how Lieutenant Kern said it was time Sam earned her pay check. This was fulled by a laugh as Morgan stood up. He was of course joking with the pretty Lieutenant. I'll be leading the patrol this morning.......We muster behind the command bunker at 0945 for a gear check. Morgan added that no one goes out with out their full combat gear. We leave at 1000 hours through a rear entrance.......Then if all goes well we'll spend the next 2 hours patrolling the outside of the camp. Some days the patrols were peaceful. Other days the patrols were like walking into hell. I'll see you behind the command bunker......Oh and don't forget to wear your helmet this time. Morgan couldn't help taking a jab at Sam over what she did yesterday. He was just trying to show her that not everyone looked down on her because she was a woman. A few in camp would give Sam the respect of her rank. The rest would wait until they knew her better. Many in camp spent the night wishing they could fuck the pretty Lieutenant. There was one in camp who thought that Sam was nothing more then a Gook loving whore. He didn't care what rank she was. All he knew was that she picked a Gook over one of their own. In his mind Sam gave that Gook a handjob, or perhaps a blowjob. There was little doubt in his mind that she would spread her legs willing for the Gook if the guards hadn't been there. Yes Sam had someone in the camp who through she was a traitor and she would meet him soon.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sam watched Morgan as he explained about the patrols. She felt her heartbeat jump and her stomach turned. She knew that sooner or later the time was going to come when she had to go out there. Of course she had been out and under fire before usually in emergency medi-vacs from an LZ which had become a lot hotter than it was ever intended. But going out on an actual patrol was different. Actually walking through the jungle. She had seen enough injuries and heard enough stories from those who survived to know about the land mines and the panji traps and the grenade traps and the anti-personel mines. And then there were the natural predators. Despite the sommersaults her stomach was going through at that moment, she kept her expression exactly the same, and she gave Morgan no sense of what she was feeling. He had been around long enough probably to know but she certainly wasn't about to freak out in front of him. She was here to do a job and she would do it. I'll be there she said as Morgan stepped out. She suspected that it might be some time before she was able to live down the fact that she had forgotten her helmet in yesterday's assault. In going out on patrol, she wore the same basic kit as any other rifleman. She had took off her shirt and replaced it with a poplin jungle jacket. Normally the medics were given the choice of carrying a M1911A1 pistol or the M16. Most chose the latter Sam carried both. As an officer the pistol was automatically issued to her, but the M16 was by far the more practical weapon. She carried two M1956 ammo pouches and a M1956 canteen on her hip. Next to the ammo pouch was a compass pouch with a first aid dressing. On her back was a tolled up oncho, secured by a paracord. She put a field towel around her neck to soak up the sweat. She carried both an M3 aid back and an M5 aid bag. She picked up her helmet and slipped the plastic bottle of bug juice into the band which run around the outside. She took a deep breath and she headed out for the rear of the command bunker. As she approached, pretty much everyone already there stopped and watched her walking towards them.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

9 men were waiting behind the command bunker. Among these were Private Andy Tex Kirk, Corporal Tyrone Motown Jackson and Corporal Buck Hoyt. It was Hoyt who would thought this new medic was sleeping with the enemy and that was just being nice. Hoyt started to grumble when Sam appeared. Geez!.......What are we now pimps for the VC!? The other guys just looked at Hoyt shaking their heads. Everyone knew what an asshole Hoyt could be and they knew that he wouldn't give Sam a break. There ain't no street corners where we're going......Perhaps you'd be happier if they send to Hanoi!?.......You could make a good living with your Gook friends up there! Hoyt said as he moved right in front of Sam. I've got 50 bucks that says you'd fuck a Gook before you'd fuck one of your own! Hoyt added then Motown stood and pulled him away. Why don't lay off Hoyt! Hoyt pulled his arm free and glared at Jackson. Keep your hands off me Spook!.......I'm just stating the truth about this Gook loving whore! The two men glared at each other for a moment. It was clear that Hoyt didn't like anyone who wasn't white. He also didn't like white woman who took care of the enemy before members of her own race. She'll be dropping her pants for the first Gook she sees........I have no doubts about that! Hoyt looked over at Sam as he spoke. He didn't care about the rank on her collar. To him, Sam was just a cunt looking to sell her pussy to the enemy.
Thread: Bravo Company ( Katy1008 & CrimsonMaster )

Sam adjusted her pack on her shoulders as she approached the group. She'd seen some of them outside of the command tent as she had entered yesterday. She had seen some of them and others when the patrols came back and brought in their wounded. She remembered Hoyt from the previous afternoon, remembered his disquiet when she had treated the prisoner who was far more seriously injured than the GI. Still, she was a little taken aback by the vehemence of his remarks. It wasn't something that most nurses and doctors hadn't heard before. Sooner or later they all had a choice to make and she had never known or heard of any who had done anything other than treat the most seriously injured. If that happened to be a VC prisoner then comments of this nature often followed. Never usually this colourful. To start with she decided just to ignore him but then he moved directly in front of her, his physical presence a few inches in front of her meant as a very clear threat. She straightened up and stared up at him. There was what could only be described as hatred in his eyes as he spat the words out at her. Like I said yesterday, I tend to whoever is the most seriously injured first. And whether it was your friend or Westmoorland or the fucking President of the United States himself, if a prisoner was more seriously wounded then that's who gets treated first. Who I decide to fuck isn't governed by he same rules. And the only way I might decide to fuck someone from the VC is if you were the only alternative.