On his way back to the second platoon, Shake ran into Lt. Tehan making perimeter rounds. “Heard what you said to Simmons, Sgt. Davis.” Tehan bashed him on the shoulder and smiled. “Good advice. Thanks.”
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It was called Operation Ford for some reason no one in Rent-a-Battalion knew or questioned. What they’d been told before the operation kicked off was that another Marine battalion was waiting somewhere near the foot of a long, slim peninsula south of Hue. That outfit was the anvil and 2/3 was the hammer. As usual, Rent-a-Battalion’s role in all this was in accordance with their unofficial motto: Why do it one-half when you can do it 2/3? So they got the shitty end of the stick which involved a push down the peninsula from north to south in hopes of crushing a battalion of NVA between t
