ANOTHER DAY OF DEATH
You don't hold grudges in Vietnam. One minute you're flipping someone the bird, the next minute he's fighting by your side—tomorrow you'll both be hoisting a toast to the dead at the Gunfighter's Club in Saigon. That is, if you're an elite, war-hardened airman.
Alexander Anderson is one—a renegade aircraft commander who did the suicidal: volunteered for a hit-and-run operation called Eagle Eye. Flying and fighting with a group of five helicopters, each carrying six soldiers, the men of Eagle Eye went from the boredom of their Cu Chi base camp to the mind-numbing terror of VC-infested III Corps. And then the war-mad fighters did their job too well—and took on a company of two hun-dred NVA.
Like Anderson said, the next beers would be on him...