One of the funniest stories is when we finally ran into the enemy at Highway 8 about 3 days into the attack.
I'm on the radio as we begin to take artillery fire, keeping in touch with the rest of the battalion.
But as you know, we have to speak in code, which changed daily. 1/4
I'm on the radio as we begin to take artillery fire, keeping in touch with the rest of the battalion.
But as you know, we have to speak in code, which changed daily. 1/4
Each platoon leader wore a little book around our neck. We had code numbers and words for "road" and "enemy" and "supply," things like that.
But then we hit a steep elevated railroad track that posed quite a challenge. Could our vehicles get over that safely?
2/4
But then we hit a steep elevated railroad track that posed quite a challenge. Could our vehicles get over that safely?
2/4
Meanwhile, artillery is landing, there is shooting up ahead.
And I needed to figure out in a hurry how to communicate that we were stuck at the railroad tracks without saying the word, "railroad."
So I said into the radio, "We are at the Choo Choo." 3/4
And I needed to figure out in a hurry how to communicate that we were stuck at the railroad tracks without saying the word, "railroad."
So I said into the radio, "We are at the Choo Choo." 3/4
I thought that was rather clever on my part.
But then the Supply Platoon leader - who truth be told, was a bit of a jackass - calls back over the radio to the entire battalion, in the middle of an actual battle:
"Don't ever say Choo Choo again."
Love that still. 4/4
But then the Supply Platoon leader - who truth be told, was a bit of a jackass - calls back over the radio to the entire battalion, in the middle of an actual battle:
"Don't ever say Choo Choo again."
Love that still. 4/4
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