About 7 - 10 days before I was due to rotate home, we were moving across the top of a low hill when we were taken under fire by NVA troops. The rest of my squad did like-wise at other old firing positions. I had just started to peek over the edge of my hole when a bunch of rounds started coming in on my position, I ducked down and watched them zip overhead and hit the lip of the foxhole. That settled it, up and at'em Airborne. Out of the hole at full speed, rounds kicking up the dirt all around me.
Story has a happy ending.