By Kenneth Ervin
I served in the 3rd Battalion/8th Infantry/4th Infantry Division which operated from the Ia Drang Valley westward through the mountains between Dak To and the Cambodian Border.
On this particular operation, Bravo and Charlie companies remained about 500 meters apart while conducting recon patrols through an old French Rubber Tree plantation in Plei Ya Bo; I was walking point and leading the 3rd Platoon of Bravo company. The plantation was located within the single canopy of the Ia Drang Valley in the Central Highlands and held many secrets. As the point man, my responsibility was to count steps while watching the ground cover to my front for booby traps and signs of the enemy. My bud, George Talton, was always my #2 man behind me. His job was to help me count our steps, keep me moving in the right direction, and to scan the trees for snipers. Our group was a closely-knit one as George, me, and several others in the platoon completed Basic and AIT training together and arrived in-country at the same time. We had the utmost trust in one another. A sudden thought popped into my head…
George had saved my life a couple days earlier, it was on July 23, 1967, when he suddenly called out for me to jump aside and then fired a buckshot round from his M79 grenade launcher over my right shoulder. When looking back, I spotted a humongous snake falling to the ground from a tree limb above. George spotted it seconds before he fired and said it was reaching for me – it’s mouth inches from my head. He always carried an M79 grenade launcher with a buckshot round loaded for close-up firing like he just demonstrated; the other rounds have to travel a short distance before arming the explosive. It was the biggest snake I ever saw. None of us were sure if it was poisonous or not, but it surely could have squeezed the life out of me. A few more rounds from my M16 assured us that it would no longer be a concern.
The photo above shows the terrain in our part of the Ia Drang Valley. It also shows me (l) and George (r) holding what we learned to be a giant Burmese Python
Back to the present: I suddenly spotted three NVA soldiers a short distance away, just standing there and sharing a cigarette. They hadn’t spotted me – I quickly aimed and fired on full automatic – emptying my 18-round magazine in seconds. They immediately dropped from sight and didn’t return fire. When we reached the area where they were last seen, we discovered a single body and blood trails leading away from that spot. The dead NVA soldier was somewhat stockier and taller than other NVA soldiers we’ve seen and guessed that he might be Chinese. We were further convinced after finding a German P38 Luger handgun and a rare Chinese hunting knife attached to his web gear.
Chinese Mandarin Symbol Engraving on the captured knife handle of a Chinese special operative
Soft Boonie hat was worn by the Chinese operative complete with his bloodstains
I took both of these items as well as his soft booney hat as war souvenirs. When we returned to the firebase, I gave the German Luger to my Company C.O., who we called Pineapple, because he was a Polynesian from Hawaii. He treasured the bounty and kept it throughout his tour. The other two items remained in my possession to this day.
We followed the two blood trails which led us to a bunker and tunnel complex. We destroyed the five bunkers, but had no idea how big the tunnel system was and who all were underground. We didn’t have a Tunnel Rat with us on this patrol and chose, instead, to throw in CS gas canisters in an attempt to flush them out. When that proved futile, we followed up with a few grenades which caused the entrance to collapse. This was all reported to higher-higher who informed us that another unit would follow-up and we were to continue our patrol through the area.
Periodically, the NVA used a trail watching tactic where they would show themselves to our point man and then run from us in hopes that we’d chase them right into a larger units ambush. (Something similar occurred in the movie, We Were Soldiers…, when an LT ordered his platoon to chase after a single soldier after landing in the Ia Drang Valley and then getting trapped). Today was July 25, 1967, and soon, we’d encounter the famous 32nd NVA Regiment.
It wasn’t long after leaving the enemy basecamp that the sound of a firefight erupted from the vicinity of Charlie Company. Our platoon reacted quickly, all dropping in place and forming a hasty perimeter. The LT had his ear to the radio handset and was monitoring the communications between the elements of Charlie Company and the battalion commander in his overhead chopper. It didn’t take long for the orders to come and tell us to move up and flank the enemy to the front of Charlie. The rest of the day and most of that night passed in a blur. I remember that for the most part, my platoon wasn’t involved in the battle as it continued to move away from us.
I do remember that our “Charlie Company” had a Platoon wiped out except for one member who was badly wounded and taken captive by the NVA; his name was Andrew York. The Battalion CO saw all the American bodies unmoving on the ground and spotted a large group of NVA soldiers moving away from them. The colonel called artillery fire on the retreating group and virtually destroyed them. Andrew’s legs were badly wounded and his hands bound with hemp rope. Over time, he was able to chew through the rope and crawl back to friendly lines. You can find his personal story on the author’s website, links are provided at the end of this article.
Huey Dustoff chopper retrieving our dead and wounded on 7/25/67
In the early morning hours of 7/25/67 prior to Charlie Company’s fight
My recollection of what happened next had faded over the years so I did some research to see if it would help me remember. I went back and read our Chargers “after-action Report” – shown below, in part. Sure enough, a single platoon of “C” company fell for the ruse and was massacred after being led into an ambush.
231150 July: 3rd platoon returning to the C Company CP from the south observed 2 NVAs to the platoons north vicinity coordinates YA 855190. The platoon immediately pursued while the company commander directed his 1st platoon to maneuver to a blocking position. At the same time, the 2nd platoon was returning to the company CP’s perimeter.
231155 July: The platoon leader of the 3rd platoon, C Company reported that his platoon was cut off and surrounded. The company commander ordered the 1st platoon to the relief of the 3rd platoon. However, the 1st platoon came under intensive small arms and mortar fire and was pinned down, precluding the directed relief. At this time the C company commander ordered his 2nd platoon, now some 800 meters s/w of the company perimeter to hold in place!
The battle continued for another six hours while the NVA retreated to the Cambodian border. There were tons of artillery rounds fired and hundreds of bombs dropped from supporting units to extricate Charlie company. Bravo Company was soon ordered to join in the fight; portions of that company found themselves fighting pitched battles to relieve Charlie company.
According to the reports, the 32nd NVA Regiment comprised of 1000 – 1200 soldiers. Americans confirmed 184 dead NVA corpses over the battlefield and an estimated 200 – 250 WIA enemy soldiers. 8 enemy soldiers surrendered and were taken prisoner. The totals show that the enemy regiment lost almost half of its effective troops in the battle.
Charlie company suffered 20 KIA, 22 WIA medivaced, and another 16 WIA who remained with the company and were treated on the battlefield. Bravo company sustained 1 KIA and 14 WIA during the battle. It should also be pointed out the Charlie company’s (CP) perimeter was also fighting pitched battles with the enemy as they attempted to overrun the Americans.
RPG7s that were made in Russia. They were left behind by the retreating NVA as they ran back to the safety of the Cambodian border region!
I keep thinking back to the day before when I fired on the three enemy soldiers. I know I surprised them and had they been more alert and spotted us first, I’m quite certain they would have high tailed it out of there – hoping that I’d take the bait. But I knew better and wouldn’t have given chase. What if a different squad was on point yesterday? Would they have given chase? What if the bunker complex was manned by enemy soldiers? Did my experience save members of my platoon or were they expecting me to keep them safe when I was on point? Nobody will ever know.
Uncle Ho trained his troops well and developed ingenious ways to kill, especially, Americans because of our habits. We were a curious bunch and picked up anything that seemed out of place or weird, we’d kick empty cans when coming upon them, and chase after fleeing troops. The enemy also knew that the soldier in front or behind the man carrying a radio was either an NCO or an officer – they were trained to go after them to cut the head from the snake. The enemy also knew to set-up ambushes after a B52 strike as Americans were bound to show up to assess the strike. Too many others to list here.
Kenneth Ervin maintains two blog sites where he also posts articles relating to the Vietnam War. I’d recommend a visit when you can. Here are the direct links:
If you are interested in reading the actual “After Action Report” for this battle, you’ll find it here:
Thank you, Kenneth (bro) for allowing me to publish one of your many stories on my website. Thank you, too, for your service, sacrifice, and courage.
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