Account from Viet Nam 1969 - US Forces.

                        First Lieutenant Eacott Involved as Pilot

On 11 May 1969, while operating northeast of Bearcat, a Spur scout spotted and engaged an unknown size enemy force. In the ensuing battle, the Scout was shot down and both pilot and observer were killed.. The two dead crew members were extracted by a Medivac helicopter and the aircraft was destroyed in place by artillery. Air Force fighters, and seven Cobra gunships expended on the area, causing the enemy force to split up and retreat with unknown casualties.

Comment:

History as remembered by:
then 1LT Charles Stutzman, Silver Spur One-Three:

On 11 May 1969, I was riding as observer with 1LT Eacott, when the call came out that a Spur Scout had been shot down. I can not remember who the Cobra pilot was, but I don't think I will ever forget who the front seat gunner was, It was Captain Donald Duncan, who by the way is the author of this history. We arrived on location just a few minutes after our Cobra ship since we could only attain about 130 knots while the Cobra could do close to 160. As we arrived we made several circles around the downed Loach at about 75 foot altitude noticing that it had a faint trail of smoke rising up from the engine area through some of the numerous holes that had been inflicted by the VC. I observed that Sgt. Roderigues was alive but was wounded in the upper leg and was taking cover outside the aircraft beside and rear of the mini gun sitting almost laying down on the ground. We made a few circles around the downed aircraft and looked to see if we could locate any enemy. During this time Roderigues moved his position from rear of the mini gun to in front of it and then back to the rear crawling and kneeling looking at us and back at the surrounding area, but WO Gilbert did not move at all. Eacott made a closer pass directly in front of the downed Loach at about 50 foot, allowing me to check out if WO Gilbert was alive. What I observed through the shot up Plexiglas was that he was slumped in the seat with his head laying back and there was a visible wound in the forehead.

During the next 4 or 5 passes we did not detect any visible VC still in the area, Eacott looked at me and asked if I thought we should land and recover the downed crew. I responded affirmative and we both removed our shoulder harnesses and advised the two Cobra pilots our intentions. The Guns suggested that they make a few passes with suppressive fire to insure that if there were any VC in the area that they would keep their head down as we landed. Duncan began laying in 40 mike mike and as is the normal with that weapon, the gunner will not know exactly where the first round will land, then after observing where the first rounds land one would use an arbitrary spot on the sight as a reference to guess where the next rounds were going to hit. (I had previously learned this fact first hand while riding front seat Cobra) The only problem was on this occasion is that as 1LT Eacott was making a circling approach to land and had his eyes directed to the downed Loach, I was looking for any VC out my door and I saw the first round of 40 mm impacting just about 100 feet left of my door and our flight path and the 2nd round of 40 mm landed just to the right of Eacott's door exploding in his line of vision as he had started a circling approach to the Loach. I think that Eacott did not realize it was "friendly fire" and thought it was VC fire from below and he opened up with several burst with the mini gun. This is where it really got busy. All the rest happened in a span of only about 1 minute or so (although it seemed to be much longer and it happened as if it was in slow motion). I had seen that it was the 40 mm from Duncan's ship due to it exploding on the tree tops as he (Duncan) walked it on away from us and pounded the surrounding area. With the exception of an area about 300 foot in diameter with the downed Loach in the center, the entire ground started to move as hundreds of VC that had been camouflaged and started crawling, moving and running around about 150 feet away from the down aircraft. The best way I can describe it is that it reminds me of an ant pile full of mad fire ants. I opened fire with the Car 15 and found that the observer that I had bumped off the mission had short loaded all his clips with only about 5 to 10 rounds per clip. (I later asked him in a not too nice manner what in the world was his reason for not having full clips of ammo and he said that when they were all full his pack was too heavy to carry. . . go figgure!!) I expended every round he had in a matter of minutes and began to throw out grenades until all I had left out of the 40 or so that we started with was smokes, I had even threw out all the Willie Pete, Incendiary and a few CS. I used up all but 5 rounds of both mine and 1LT Eacott's .38 ammo.

By this time other Spur Hunter Killer teams were arriving on station and relieved us. Shortly the Lift Platoon arrived with troops ready to insert. They were orbiting off station (to the North I believe but am not sure). As we had expended all our firepower we backed off and held back towards the west of the area closer to a refuel area just in case we were needed later.

In a short span of time a large but undetermined number of VC were killed. With in about 30 minutes or so Dust Off rescued Sgt. Roderigues while almost getting annihilated themselves. As I recall the medic at great danger was able to pull him on board while one of his crew members used his "personal" unauthorized weapon to suppress the VC as they attempted to assault the Dust Off aircraft.

Sgt. Roderigues was flown to the hospital at Bien Hoa and was recovering with a wound to the upper leg which was not life threatening. To everyone's disbelief Sgt. Roderigues died 4 days later due to, of all things, pneumonia. I don't understand how that could happen, but it did.

Looking back at that day, I count it as the closest that I have ever been to loosing my Immortality. First by "Friendly Fire", and I am NOT pointing fingers as CPA Duncan because I have operated the same piece of equipment riding in front seat Cobra and know it's inaccurate way of guessing where the first round would hit and then walking it into the target. Then by the 100's of VC that were so well camouflaged that they were invisible until we started shooting. And even after numerous ships had expended their ammo and a Dust Off landed, the enemy was still large enough to plaster the Dust Off with numerous rounds almost resulting is further American deaths. It was the most intense fighting I had been exposed to up to that point, or would get exposed the rest of my abbreviated tour. Then to the situation of trusting the observer to have a full load of ammo as I went off into war on my 3rd day of transition into Scouts after loosing faith in Hueys when I lost my tail rotor on a night firefly mission. Then if we had landed before Duncan disturbed them with the 40 mm and Eacott hosed down the area with the mini, we would not have had enough ammo to defend ourselves as we surely would have had to do when the waves of 100's of VC would have assaulted us as we were trying to extract Sgt. Roderigues. I would guess that there were (this is not a Texas stretch) well over one thousand VC moving around on the ground. After Dust Off cleared and the Guns hosed the entire area down with "Red Smoke" ("Nails") (flechettes / darts) as it was, and the Air Force had a hey day defoliating the area with their toys, the DC-3's that had nick names such as "Spooky", "Puff", and "Smoky" could really defoliate. As best as I can recall, the size of the VC unit was reported to be in the thousands.

Just a few days later the area was swept and not a body could be found, and we all know how that works, the meat hooks and mass graves. We also know the devastation that a few loads of Nails and what "Spooky", "Puff" and "Smoky" could lay down. It puts a entirely different meaning to the term "Awesome" which is a word that it used too easily today by the younger generation.