All,
2300 Local Time
4 March 1966
Near Hill 50, Quang Ngai Province, RVN
Operation Utah
2nd Battalion, 7th Marines had been in contact all day, for the first time in a stand-up, knockdown drag-out fight with the North Vietnamese Army (NVA) in and around Hill 50. The Marines had been in heavy combat, and while they'd certainly put a hurtin' on the NVA, they'd taken a pretty good beating themselves. They'd managed to break contact, fall back to the south, and establish a night defensive position, where they could treat and evacuate their wounded, replenish their ammo, and grab a bit of grub and rest. But while things were relatively quiet on the ground, Marine Air was having a helluva time, drawing heavy fire every time they came near Hill 50. Three helos and an F-4 Phantom had already been shot down, and approximately thirty more choppers shot up by NVA antiaircraft weapons, mostly Dshk 12.7mm heavy machine guns, which the Marines often referred to as ".51-cals".
But the Marines cut a lucky break; firing to the southwest drew the attention of one of the battalion officers, who grabbed a few Marines and headed over to check it out. "I'll be damned," he thought, somehow the NVA gotten a .51-cal HMG in behind them, dug into a trench and expertly camouflaged. The officer headed back into the Marine perimeter to inform the Colonel what they'd found. The decision was made to launch a raiding party to destroy the NVA anti-aircraft emplacement. Not long after, Corporal Little was informed he'd be leading the raiding party.
The Marines are from Jimmi's Flashpoint Minis.
The Viet Cong are from Martin's Peter Pig.
The opposing forces, with the Marines on the left and NVA on the right.
Cpl Little calls out "Cover me!" then jumps to his feet, rushing forward the last ten yards. Nik called after him, "Rob, wait!" as Cpl Little jumped into the NVA trench!
And the three set off for greener pastures! Once they reached the base of fire element (in trees at top left) they crashed in, dropped their cargo, and lay on the ground for a good 15 minutes, catching their breath and letting the shakes subside. Jackson, Rivera, and McCaffrey pounced on them, overjoyed the assault element, which early on looked like it was going to be wiped out, had not only survived, but had carried out the mission, knocking out the enemy AA position and even hauling the gun back to friendly lines! "And you, Corporal Little, what the heck got into you? You guys see that? He just hopped into the trench like a friggin' mad man, cleaned the whole damn thing out practically by himself!" Cpl Little just waved them off, and lay there in silence, staring up at the stars as the friendly mortars came in, pounding the NVA positions further south. Finally, Cpl Little rolled his head to the side, looked at Doc, and asked "how is Floyd and White?" "Bad news, Rob: White'll live, but he's going home. And Floyd is dead." "Dammit..."
The squad humped it back to the battalion's NDP, being very cautious about re-entering friendly lines, not wanting to get shot up by their own side, but when they finally got in and reported to the Battalion S-2, the Battalion Commander, LtCol Utter came over and personally thanked each of them for taking on the dangerous mission and congratulated them on a job well done. The Colonel practically snapped and out of nowhere a couple HQ Marines arrived with fresh sandwiches (fresh as in 'not something that came out of a C-rat can') and hot coffee; as the squad rushed the chow/coffee and devoured it, Nik made his way back over to the Battalion Commander. "Sir, permission to speak?" "Go ahead son, what do you have?" "Well, I figured you ought to know how it really went down out there. It was all Rob, I mean, Corporal Little. We were pinned down in the open, two men already down, with no help on the way, and he just took it over. I mean, he popped up, guns a-blazin', and the next thing I knew he was in the enemy trench!"
The Colonel let Nik tell the story. "I see," said the Battalion Commander, "and I'll take care of this. It sounds like your Corporal did a helluva job out there, and I'll make sure he's recognized for it." "Thank you, Sir." "Now you Marines go get some sleep, plenty more work to do tomorrow!" "Aye-aye, Sir!"
And he did; following the conclusion of Operation Utah, Corporal Little would be awarded the Silver Star for gallantry in attacking the NVA's anti-aircraft position, entering the trench alone and personally dispatching six enemy soldiers and destroying the heavy machine gun position.
Meanwhile, Operation Utah continued apace, with much fighting yet to be done. The squad dropped in the grass right there next to the Battalion CP for a couple hours' sleep, rather than stumble in the dark back to their platoon position, but they were up before first light and quickly got back to the platoon. Once there it was quite a reunion: first, they were notified that 2/7 was pulling back to the north to provide security for LZs; they were pretty beat up, and the operation was expanding, so the LZs absolutely had to be secure. 3/1 was brought in yesterday evening, and 1/7 and 2/4 were on the way. With 2/7 moving north for the security mission, the platoon was now being attached to 3/1, so when the squad got back the rest of the platoon was busy stomping in their holes and hoisting their packs, getting ready to hump a couple klicks over to link up with their new battalion.
The next exciting reunion moment was getting back to their holes to find Danny was back! His surgery went well; the battalion surgeon was easily able to locate and remove the 7.62mm slug, which Danny gleefully showed everyone and stowed in his pocket. He also had a cracked rib, but he adamantly refused evacuation, so the Docs bandaged his wound, pumped him full of antibiotics, and wrapped his ribs as tightly as they could.
The last aspect of the reunion with the platoon was the Company Gunny and Platoon Sergeant waiting on Cpl Little. Nik hugged Danny but was only halfheartedly listening as Danny showed off the Commie bullet and told his surgery story. Instead, Nik was keeping his eye on Rob as the Gunny and Platoon Sergeant led him away. They halted about 20 yards to the rear, near a patch of woods, where two pissed-off looking Marines in full gear were sitting with a filthy, lumped up Marine. The sad sack was just sitting there on his ass, legs outstretched, no weapon, no gear, staring at the ground, his face swollen, dried blood everywhere. Clearly he'd been worked over... And then, as Rob, the Company Gunny, and the Platoon Sergeant approached him, it dawned on Nik what he was looking at. As the two pissed-off looking jarheads snatched the sad sack to his feet and shoved him forward at the three advancing NCOs, Nik realized the sad sack was Contreras! Apparently they'd found him, and looks like the platoon was none too pleased to see him, either. Well, serves him right, Nik thought, how the hell could you run off and leave your buddies in the middle of a fight? Nik watched as Cpl Little stepped closer to Contreras; Nik couldn't hear what he was saying, but Rob was saying something to Contreras, very demonstratively, punctuated by quite a few finger pokes to the chest and face.
It went on for about five minutes before Cpl Little turned to the Company Gunny and Platoon Sergeant, spoke for a moment, and then they and the two pissed-off looking Marines walked off. Rob bent over, grabbed a rifle and gear, then carried it back over to the squad, with Contreras dejectedly following him. "Let's go, Marines, saddle up, we're heading out to link up with 3rd Battalion, 1st Marines," was all Cpl Little said.
The Marines trudged off in silence, across several kilometers of open rice paddies and grassland, the sun beating down on them. The platoon reached 3/1 a little after 0800, joining their perimeter, the NCOs and officers hurrying off to attend a briefing by the Battalion Commander. Cpl Little returned about 45 minutes later; "alright boys, circle up. Well, I got good news and bad news. The bad news is, we're going back up Hill 50. The good news is, we're coming from a different direction." "Damn, Corporal," exclaimed Jackson, "you really need to have your 'good news' meter adjusted." Cpl Little laughed; "sorry, fellas, that was as close as it got to good news. So, let's go, saddle up. We're moving up to our jump-off positions, I'll brief you before we cross the line of departure."
Coming soon!
V/R,
Jack
Great setup, again I’m not actually sure whether you are playing as a game or just telling a story 😀
ReplyDeleteMatt,
DeleteThank you Sir, I appreciate the compliments. And I assure you, dice were thrown ;)
V/R,
Jack
I agree with matt - there is more content surrounding the game report than the game report itself. Dice may have been thrown but seems to be the minor point of the post! Anyway, a nice short sharp report (the game bit) with a little bit of excitement thrown in.
DeleteYeah, I guess it’s been fun for me but not particularly compelling.
DeleteV/R,
Jack
Superb. Epic story too...I'm actually rooting for these guys now. Bring 'em home Jack!
ReplyDelete..and loving the M79 thumper effects with the pipe cleaner - can I steal this for my pics Jack?
Thanks, Darrin, I’m glad you enjoyed it. But no bringing them home, this is but the first of several tours in the ‘Nam. And steal whatever you like, I’m flattered!
DeleteV/R,
Jack
Superb as usual Jack. You are always at the cutting edge of tactical post WW2 simulation. Miniatures, scenery, scenarios, plausability, all always excellent, from a combat veteran such as yourself, but always willing to share your knowledge with anyone interested. God bless you and all United States Marines.
ReplyDeleteI tried FNG2 in my latest attempt to replicate circa '88 platoon level combat. It was pretty good but sometimes the reactions get convoluted.
I'll try 5 men at Kursk. If you have the time to reply could I ask is it difficult to convert to late 20th century weaponry? Also have you tried FNG? If so any thoughts?
Thanks so much again for everything you put into this community and hobby Jack
Forper in Australia
Hey man, how ya doin'? It's been awhile, I hope all is well. Still doing your Marine invasion of Cuba? I haven't seen you post any batreps in awhile; as I recall you were doing the really big dudes (I don't what they were, 1/18 scale or something?) and working on 20mm troops. Very cool stuff.
DeleteThanks man, I'm glad you liked the fight. And it's my pleasure, this campaign has really been a lot of fun. I own both NUTS! and FNG, but just haven't been able to get them to work for me. I read and re-read them, but just can't quite get them to work for me. I think maybe it's too many die rolls and consulting tables, and then later iterations of the rules seem to have gotten away from squad-level combat and seem more geared towards larger level fights. But in the overall scheme of things the issue is that it seems like you just kinda move your dudes up and then when one of the PEFs turns up bad guys you just kinda sit back and watch what happens, and it's over pretty quick, with not a lot of tactical decisions to make. I know a lot of people love the rules and the guy that runs the place is super friendly helpful, but I just can't seem to get them to work for me.
I have had a lot of fun with 5MAK, you just gotta keep the fights small, say maybe 7 on 7, or it gets pretty unwieldy. The most fun I've had with them are ultramodern games, fights at point-blank range in built up areas, like the campaign with Royal Marines I did a few years back.
In terms of 'converting them to 20th century weaponry,' I don't think there's much to that. I mean, the rules are built for WWII, so if you just treat a rifle like a rifle and an MG like an MG you'll be fine, and any modifiers you want to give, whether up or down, are going to be based on the troop quality.
Again, my pleasure man, and it's really good to hear from you again! If you've got more questions, lay'em on me and I'll do my best to get you where you're going.
V/R,
Jack