Tunnel Rats Page #4

- Did you get to say anything?

- Not much.

Yeah, maybe next time you'll

keep your mouth shut, huh?

Hero. John Wayne.

Thanks for the headset, Verano.

Oh, man!

Would you eat here?

Yeah, it looks good.

Hey. Thanks.

I heard about

these tunnels.

I had an uncle who died

here last year.

Your uncle obviously

didn't have an M-60.

They say they stretch

for hundreds of miles.

No one knows where

they start or where they end.

This is a really bad

place to be.

- This is it. You ready?

- I was born ready.

- You nervous?

- Not at all. Just follow my lead.

- You got it.

- You got it.

You just love following the

white man, don't you, boy?

Saddle up, motherfuckers.

We're moving out.

- Corporal Green, take point.

- Yes, sir.

Garraty, get that 60, in front of me.

Johnson, bring up the rear. Let's go. Fall in.

RTO, you do not

leave my side.

Let's go. Let's go.

Right away.

Check it out, man.

- Heaney.

- Yes, sir.

Secure the perimeter.

Verano, Lidford, Green,

give me a perimeter.

We found this tunnel before sundown,

and I'm not clearing a tunnel at night.

OK, this is what it's all about.

I'm using a stick,

whereas a knife

might set off a trap.

And these holes are full of

them.

Volunteers.

- Got it, sir.

- I'll go first.

Garraty, Johnson, Porterson.

I ain't got a lot of cock,

but I've got a lot of balls.

Harris, take the 60.

- F***ing John Wayne.

- F***ing A.

Hey, Garraty,

five bucks for a dead gook.

All right.

Later, f***ers.

- Sh*t.

- What the f***, man?

- I'll get him.

Watch your f***ing six.

Shot in the stomach!

Coming up!

Porterson, give me a hand.

I need another compress!

I'm right here.

I gotcha. I gotcha.

You hold on, man.

Garraty, look at me.

Look at me. I'm right here.

You're going to make it.

Just hang in there.

You're going to make it.

Hold on.

Garraty? Look at me. Look at me.

- Sh*t!

- Clear him. Porterson, give me grenades.

- Give me grenades.

- Yes, sir.

Blow it. Blow it

and get the f*** out of there!

Come on!

Come on!

- Come on!

- Get him out!

Get the f*** out!

Eyes on that treeline.

How many VC did

you see down there?

I saw two VC, lieutenant.

All right, get some

CS gas down there.

Harris?

I'm gonna take Garraty

back to base camp. Heaney.

I want them to gather

as much intel as is left.

Dave, Bob,

you're going with me.

Yes, Sir.

Miller, leave the radio with me.

Still on that treeline.

Come on,

let's get him up.

- Porterson, you ready?

- Ready.

We've got one!

Got one VC coming up!

- Got him?

- Coming up.

Over here.

- His f***ing leg.

- Grab it.

- Got another one.

- Got another one.

Lidford, give me a knife

and a flashlight.

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