Preliminary: On the inauguration day, President Barrack-Obama stated a composed speech 2406 words separated 34 paragraph-sections dealing with two Vietnamese words KHE–SANH, some wise folks said the special psychological outpost faraway from US. The Khe-Sanh engraved in US military history, map for Operation Lam-Son 719; “Historical Atlas of the Vietnam-War, by Harry Summers Jr. Khe-Sanh which emerged in 3 periods: (1) the WIB-Bones forced the 1st Republic South Vietnam must evacuated all native people to the lowland, abandoned the highland Hương-Hóa County, for commencing build up the Harriman’s highway [Western: Ho Chi Minh Trail; North Vietnam: Route 559] parallel with it was POL which Russia should be take care about pipeline communicated maintenance. So (1) the Hương Hóa disappeared in Vietnam map (2) The supposition of US Marine in the trial-siege of Ðien Bien Phu? (3) But the ARVN must be subjected to a real Ðien Bien Phu’ under siege over 67.000 tons artillery-shells blood-shed in repeated showers; The ARVN troop continued to thrust into Laotian territories supposedly occupied by Pathet Lao, but in reality all was where the NVA had their strongholds and logistical bases. We didn’t know at all but Harriman knew it very well as 1962 our Queen-Bee H-34 dropped a STRATA team for detecting the presentation of 759 Group [stand for Pathet Lao] but only NVA troop stayed there [That’s in the Harriman’s objective scope] The city of Tchepone to Attopeu had been severely destroyed during the war between The National Laos and Pathet Laos, and was further reduced to rumble by American bombardments aimed at reducing enemy activities on the Ho Chi Minh Trail. Their tactics were flexible, changing as necessary to suit the environment, rather than conform to set positions. However, the information gathered was still very indefinite. So this Operation was named Lam Son 719 [by CIA experts composer] because in took place in the year 71, around the region of Route 9 which connected Khe Sanh to Tchepone.
(You may read some articles on Operation Lam Son 719 or hear about its controversial hindsight, because the real author of this operation is NSC [Permanent Government’s masterminded] the following story is my witnessed from view of bird, on the gunship at treetop maneuver for 42 days in mission)
Operation Lam Son 719: In this traditional Lunar new-year Tet of “Monkey”, I have a special favor from my high commander unleashed me to joint celebrated holiday in Saigon even the immensity of the war at that time was too much for me to leave my 213th squadron. I’m enormously impressed by this excited traditional happiness with my family – In my ears frequently the short-lasting sound fire-crackers were exploded with a loud cracking noise that my children cried out overjoyed to see their exploded into laughter.
At the evening 5 February 1971, an airman of my 1st Air Division showed up given to me a message that my 51st Wing commander urged me to break off a Tet holiday leave at the highest point of family-happiness and return back to my squadron on the earlier flight to Danang air-base as soon as I can. My daughter had heard the reports on television about soldiers dying in this war, so she knew how dangerous, it was twelve, old enough to realize that I could be killed. When I got my orders to go, I remember that my wife seemed very subdued, and we didn’t say much about it to. In the pagoda hear mass, my daughter cried calmly through the entire service. In the early morning, I embraced my children before leaving because I had to use the farewell scenes since my long event marriage period. They observed me as a hero: strong, calm, always in charge in my own quiet way. They were worried they would never see me again. It is not easy to be the wife of a helicopter pilot in the war time.
When a woman falls in love with a spy-pilot or Project Delta pilot, she knows she’s in for a roller-coaster ride. Marry an Airborne, Marine, Ranger or any member of Special Forces and you can forget about counting on celebrating birthdays, holidays, or anniversaries together. Your mother might pass away and he won’t make the funeral. His mother might die, and you will have to watch him kneel at her graveside, stricken with remorse, long after she’s cold.
What the hell of war? I did not believe that the war was at a moral level sufficiently low to require civil resistance. The war, as I understood it then, was not in itself an evil; if there was evil. Our longest-young developed a deep, visceral disgust for war because of our – and our families’ – experiences in it. “All kind of wars were stupid!” That war destroyed our families with a terrifying, shocking and painful experience. The war had simply savaged; it turned the fathers and brothers and sisters upside down and sucked all the oxygen out of their smug and comfortable assumptions. Nowadays, after all that we experienced and lost in that war, we finally understand that there is nothing inevitable about us! Also, I thought it was in how ineptly it was being conducted and in the consequences of this ineptitude.
In the Tet-Offensive, once I had seen my HU1-H crewmembers return from battlefield. Four flight crewmembers, brave-men who had given their courage, their disciplined dedication, their blood to a cause now lost. Their remains had zipped shut in four black-bags filled with too many friends who had given their lives trying to win the Red-menace. I had acquired a sense of civic duty to my country that was not deterred by the vicissitudes of poor leadership. When I looked into myself, I knew that I would remain faithful to a code of personal honor attached to what I understood as the ideals of my country’s form of government rising above the confusions of political and military leadership. This became explicitly clear to me when I was interviewed by allies-officer in my class Squadron Officer School at Maxwell Air University Alabama. They asked me “What I thought of the war”, and I recall telling them that I thought it make no sense to me to try to defend South Vietnam so long as the border areas of Cambodia and Laos were conceded to the Hanoi. I had no quarrel with resisting the spread of Red menace, but I could see no strategy being applied that had prospects of success. Nevertheless, I remember telling the allies-officer students that “my patriotism was stronger than my unhappiness about poor US intervention strategic policy!”
When I stepped down from a twice-engine transport C.119, a blue-air-force pick up truck had been waiting for picked me up to 1ts Division War-Room. I zipped up my flying-suit and flight jacket to prevent the chill and influenza when in this season fall to 45 degrees in the still darkness of the night, but this weather was another rough friend and foe in the northern I Corp region, and at the height of the monsoon when fog is heavy but usual patchy. The northeast monsoon blows a light, steady, cold rain its height called the ‘crachin’ (from the French word) for “drizzle”, the rain often lasts two or four days at the time and is frequently accompanied by a blanketing fog that stops close air support and also makes artillery hard to adjust when fog is thick enough. Northern I Corps happens to be place where the northeast monsoon is most intense it is the rainiest place in South Vietnam, the average rainfall for Hue, province is 120 inches compared to 77 inches for Saigon.
I opened a secret envelope that a message is as verbatim order assigned me as a field-chief-commander all VNAF units included two flights, one from Queen-bee 219th Squadron, another belonging King-Star 233rd Squadron and my entire Magic-Club 213th Squadron including 6 HU1-H Gun-ships for special air cover and ground support for Airborne Division. All flight crewmembers now have to standby at the Danang Air-base for in case scrambled over to operational area [Khe Sanh]. But firstly, I must bring my two gun-ships right away to the outpost of Airborne Field Headquarter located on top a mountain right south of DMZ for a short briefing. At 9:00 A.M this morning, where all standby-combat forces were already to scramble.
Particularly, my 213th Squadron was be chosen by General Dong, the Airborne commander as our perfect air ground support for airborne brigade to recent on rubber Chup Plantation in Cambodia last year 1970, as the same way now, General Abrams chosen General Tri with the nick-named Vietnamese Patton to a field commander for operation Lam Son 719. But Tri was killed while his helicopter took off and exploded when operation Lam Son 719 just started.
I prepare to land on a helipad the Camp-J.J.Carroll (named for a Marine captain who died to seize a nearby ridge) Camp Con Thien, and Rockpile, each dominated by one brigade) An airborne major Khoi came and guided me to the briefing room, a big bunker with abundance sand bags staged around.
At 9:00 A.M, at briefing room when I showed up General Du Quoc Dong hand shaken by implication for I should doing the best. He said: “I personally had had cable to President Thieu for your squadron worked with us because your squadron was the elite not only for the Vietnam War but the World War too…as you knew…I put my trust in you whereas US…they’re not deserve to be trusted!”
I wondered that Dong was just notorious a simple combat soldier he hatred politic but now his statement too much political in his hindsight. I took command of this 213th Squadron after graduated to US Air University. In 1970s, I brought one flight detachment to engage Cambodia War as air supply and medical evacuation support to an Airborne Brigade to cover rubber Chup-Plantation. Now this manipulated action exerted by General Lam I Corps commander, thinking first of his Corps own interests, needs, without concern for III Corps in alert; He complaint to President Thieu for his selfish reasons. “Why every Corps having their own-helicopter wing and there was never coming to reinforced us at the usually hot at DMZ not sharing what I Corps has with others” President Thieu responded “All priority for Cambodia War”
On the high relief of Carroll Camp looked down to route 9 reaching to western mountainous area, from this outpost spread along Route 9, which extended across the northern badlands from Dong Ha at the coast to Khe Sanh in the far western mountains, overlooking the Laos border. I found out a long like snack convoy of trucks heading to Khe Sanh maybe for this operation. Whereas to eastern flat terrain of the green plain and bushes I could find out some airborne soldiers appearing somewhat underneath the foliage for practical exercise. Major Khoi indicated his finger to down there and said: “Supposedly, our troops down there get trouble encircled by enemy they needed your guide how to protect them by your fire-power cover support…and the most important we never use color smokes on our location…but just a red color panel only!”
Two gun-ships were flying over 300 feet above an airborne battalion. I tried to contact on FM 42.5 friend called sign “Dong-Da” for identified target spot and strafing two 2.75 rockets right on target and turned sharply to the right now left mini-gun continued tracing on the target. Dong-Da ground force was very pleased but I radioed next pass-prep, we will made dived prep-approach parallel left side for avoiding fired remnant cartridges didn’t fall on the troop.
With my experience by almost as a quick reflex action I often don’t use the gun-sight instrument while firing. I trust my Sergeant Duc, he was a good gunner, sometimes his eyes were same my eyes on target. Two mini-guns were the big killer that recalled to me in the battle northwest of Chu-Lai, just only two gun-ships but killed a full battalion of NVA [lest than 150 men] which was crossing the Thu-Bon’s river. I also recalled once a smuggle boat belong to NVA Group 759 was been detected, this supplied boat was everyone on board get killed by mini-guns after 24 rockets missing by two new nervous rating-pilots prep. The ghost boat continued proceeding to the shore Phong Dien county Quang Tri province without pilot directed, a ghostly creature flitting on the surface of the sea to land at My Thuy beach; Marine Brigade 258th was welcome her with different kind of weapons, plus a platoon Tank M-48 in strafing into it with their canons. The typical of this ghost boat was carried a thousand to thousand ‘beacon pork-meat’ canned at China made, plus various supply categories of military materiel.
The NVA troops were screwed up for everything they had leaned how to react and shot to the airplanes. Because all fighters even helicopter Cobra when they started to fire they must dive to release their fire-powers. The NVA had instructed by US counterespionage– firing only at the time their fighter-bombers raised their head to sky, then stands and freely shot at them whatever you get in your hand. A platoon of antiaircraft artillery divided three points of three equilateral triangle angles; each angle established a stronghold AAA guns. Where they dug up land for individual holes 60 decrees inclination, these shaped hole for personnel sliding when fighter dived on their top as target; meanwhile two another strongholds kept firing but a stronghold was on the target, people must gliding under the 60-degree hole, and at once, while the fighter raised the head to sky, stands in fired at him. It’s strange they haven’t heard from this tactical was only harmful by our bullets 7.62 mm at 4,000 rounds per minutes by Gunship HU-1H model. So why NVA were only get killed by our monsters in that very-moment.
One captured AAA’ NVA officer told us, they were confident with these tactical offenses
They were never had casualty with this method of defense. If the battle lasts longer run that meant VNAF and US aircrafts having so many chance of being risked to shot-down than destroyed them and the most we used the “Snake-Eye” bombs, 250 or 500 pounds. He said these bombs exploded on the mountainous forest as southern Laos, likely the big fire-cracker celebrated in lunar New Year spell. That meant VNAF like F-5, A-37 AD-6 dropped bombs … their efforts to strike him were futile.
In the earlier of Lam Son operation, following the operation plan, one Airborne Brigade should take over a stronghold of a fire base with call-sign Hill-32, but Lieutenant John F Kerry of antiwar movement had let Hanoi known everything planning for this operation so why President Thieu ordered cancelled the last anticipated Hill-32 fire base support. However Hanoi skeptically if in doubt, don’t act unless allies forces in south DMZ are been certain, other word Hanoi was disregarded anything by Kerry had say, although he was a notorious antiwar activist showed up everyday in world TV. Kissinger and Yale graduated John Kerry were chosen by Harriman for his conspiracy, naturally Kerry was supported by Skull and Bone for his future presidency campaign; so coincidence with actor quarterback Kissinger in the play-game Pennsylvania meanwhile Kerry duty performance to accomplish axiom 1 – the anticipated of biggest-fiasco that I foresaw in my whole time there because it broke the back of the Saigon regime of Army forces, particularly irreplaceable were the dead ARVN “elite-officers”. I must say since ‘that’ the future leaders, they were all dead. Subsequently Skull and Bones turned in Saigon to Hanoi with a blood-leak battle instead of bloodbath one. This operation identified one of these strategy-goals. Furthermore this repeated “the bomb ends the war”: dropping the atomic bombs brought the war to a swift conclusion, saving many lives in the process, after a Big air-campaign: on the night of March 9-10, 1945, Permanent Government ordered 324 B-29s attacked right the heart of Tokyo as low level in the most destructive air raid in then history, ended by B-29s were used to drop the first atomic bombs on Japan. On August, 6, 1945 Colonel Paul Tibbets, aircraft commander B-29s, named “Enola Gay” dropped the first atomic bomb on Hiroshima in saving many lives in prospect. War-history once again repeated – The B.52 has long been one of the main instruments of Permanent Government foreign-policy. During the Cold War it was the airborne warrior that would have dropped nuclear weapon onto the Soviet Union or maybe on China if Red China tried to overrun the southern states of Soviet Republic in its critical possibility be-collapsed-period. The special “Big Belly” B-52D could also carry a load of 108 conventional bombs, and during the Vietnam War in the “Pennsylvania’s” as Linebacker-II, 129 B-52s of several models carried out the 11 days and night attacked the so called “Christmas Bombing” which designed to force Hanoi to conference table in Paris.
(Continued)
(You may read some articles on Operation Lam Son 719 or hear about its controversial hindsight, because the real author of this operation is NSC [Permanent Government’s masterminded] the following story is my witnessed from view of bird, on the gunship at treetop maneuver for 42 days in mission)
Operation Lam Son 719: In this traditional Lunar new-year Tet of “Monkey”, I have a special favor from my high commander unleashed me to joint celebrated holiday in Saigon even the immensity of the war at that time was too much for me to leave my 213th squadron. I’m enormously impressed by this excited traditional happiness with my family – In my ears frequently the short-lasting sound fire-crackers were exploded with a loud cracking noise that my children cried out overjoyed to see their exploded into laughter.
At the evening 5 February 1971, an airman of my 1st Air Division showed up given to me a message that my 51st Wing commander urged me to break off a Tet holiday leave at the highest point of family-happiness and return back to my squadron on the earlier flight to Danang air-base as soon as I can. My daughter had heard the reports on television about soldiers dying in this war, so she knew how dangerous, it was twelve, old enough to realize that I could be killed. When I got my orders to go, I remember that my wife seemed very subdued, and we didn’t say much about it to. In the pagoda hear mass, my daughter cried calmly through the entire service. In the early morning, I embraced my children before leaving because I had to use the farewell scenes since my long event marriage period. They observed me as a hero: strong, calm, always in charge in my own quiet way. They were worried they would never see me again. It is not easy to be the wife of a helicopter pilot in the war time.
When a woman falls in love with a spy-pilot or Project Delta pilot, she knows she’s in for a roller-coaster ride. Marry an Airborne, Marine, Ranger or any member of Special Forces and you can forget about counting on celebrating birthdays, holidays, or anniversaries together. Your mother might pass away and he won’t make the funeral. His mother might die, and you will have to watch him kneel at her graveside, stricken with remorse, long after she’s cold.
What the hell of war? I did not believe that the war was at a moral level sufficiently low to require civil resistance. The war, as I understood it then, was not in itself an evil; if there was evil. Our longest-young developed a deep, visceral disgust for war because of our – and our families’ – experiences in it. “All kind of wars were stupid!” That war destroyed our families with a terrifying, shocking and painful experience. The war had simply savaged; it turned the fathers and brothers and sisters upside down and sucked all the oxygen out of their smug and comfortable assumptions. Nowadays, after all that we experienced and lost in that war, we finally understand that there is nothing inevitable about us! Also, I thought it was in how ineptly it was being conducted and in the consequences of this ineptitude.
In the Tet-Offensive, once I had seen my HU1-H crewmembers return from battlefield. Four flight crewmembers, brave-men who had given their courage, their disciplined dedication, their blood to a cause now lost. Their remains had zipped shut in four black-bags filled with too many friends who had given their lives trying to win the Red-menace. I had acquired a sense of civic duty to my country that was not deterred by the vicissitudes of poor leadership. When I looked into myself, I knew that I would remain faithful to a code of personal honor attached to what I understood as the ideals of my country’s form of government rising above the confusions of political and military leadership. This became explicitly clear to me when I was interviewed by allies-officer in my class Squadron Officer School at Maxwell Air University Alabama. They asked me “What I thought of the war”, and I recall telling them that I thought it make no sense to me to try to defend South Vietnam so long as the border areas of Cambodia and Laos were conceded to the Hanoi. I had no quarrel with resisting the spread of Red menace, but I could see no strategy being applied that had prospects of success. Nevertheless, I remember telling the allies-officer students that “my patriotism was stronger than my unhappiness about poor US intervention strategic policy!”
When I stepped down from a twice-engine transport C.119, a blue-air-force pick up truck had been waiting for picked me up to 1ts Division War-Room. I zipped up my flying-suit and flight jacket to prevent the chill and influenza when in this season fall to 45 degrees in the still darkness of the night, but this weather was another rough friend and foe in the northern I Corp region, and at the height of the monsoon when fog is heavy but usual patchy. The northeast monsoon blows a light, steady, cold rain its height called the ‘crachin’ (from the French word) for “drizzle”, the rain often lasts two or four days at the time and is frequently accompanied by a blanketing fog that stops close air support and also makes artillery hard to adjust when fog is thick enough. Northern I Corps happens to be place where the northeast monsoon is most intense it is the rainiest place in South Vietnam, the average rainfall for Hue, province is 120 inches compared to 77 inches for Saigon.
I opened a secret envelope that a message is as verbatim order assigned me as a field-chief-commander all VNAF units included two flights, one from Queen-bee 219th Squadron, another belonging King-Star 233rd Squadron and my entire Magic-Club 213th Squadron including 6 HU1-H Gun-ships for special air cover and ground support for Airborne Division. All flight crewmembers now have to standby at the Danang Air-base for in case scrambled over to operational area [Khe Sanh]. But firstly, I must bring my two gun-ships right away to the outpost of Airborne Field Headquarter located on top a mountain right south of DMZ for a short briefing. At 9:00 A.M this morning, where all standby-combat forces were already to scramble.
Particularly, my 213th Squadron was be chosen by General Dong, the Airborne commander as our perfect air ground support for airborne brigade to recent on rubber Chup Plantation in Cambodia last year 1970, as the same way now, General Abrams chosen General Tri with the nick-named Vietnamese Patton to a field commander for operation Lam Son 719. But Tri was killed while his helicopter took off and exploded when operation Lam Son 719 just started.
I prepare to land on a helipad the Camp-J.J.Carroll (named for a Marine captain who died to seize a nearby ridge) Camp Con Thien, and Rockpile, each dominated by one brigade) An airborne major Khoi came and guided me to the briefing room, a big bunker with abundance sand bags staged around.
At 9:00 A.M, at briefing room when I showed up General Du Quoc Dong hand shaken by implication for I should doing the best. He said: “I personally had had cable to President Thieu for your squadron worked with us because your squadron was the elite not only for the Vietnam War but the World War too…as you knew…I put my trust in you whereas US…they’re not deserve to be trusted!”
I wondered that Dong was just notorious a simple combat soldier he hatred politic but now his statement too much political in his hindsight. I took command of this 213th Squadron after graduated to US Air University. In 1970s, I brought one flight detachment to engage Cambodia War as air supply and medical evacuation support to an Airborne Brigade to cover rubber Chup-Plantation. Now this manipulated action exerted by General Lam I Corps commander, thinking first of his Corps own interests, needs, without concern for III Corps in alert; He complaint to President Thieu for his selfish reasons. “Why every Corps having their own-helicopter wing and there was never coming to reinforced us at the usually hot at DMZ not sharing what I Corps has with others” President Thieu responded “All priority for Cambodia War”
On the high relief of Carroll Camp looked down to route 9 reaching to western mountainous area, from this outpost spread along Route 9, which extended across the northern badlands from Dong Ha at the coast to Khe Sanh in the far western mountains, overlooking the Laos border. I found out a long like snack convoy of trucks heading to Khe Sanh maybe for this operation. Whereas to eastern flat terrain of the green plain and bushes I could find out some airborne soldiers appearing somewhat underneath the foliage for practical exercise. Major Khoi indicated his finger to down there and said: “Supposedly, our troops down there get trouble encircled by enemy they needed your guide how to protect them by your fire-power cover support…and the most important we never use color smokes on our location…but just a red color panel only!”
Two gun-ships were flying over 300 feet above an airborne battalion. I tried to contact on FM 42.5 friend called sign “Dong-Da” for identified target spot and strafing two 2.75 rockets right on target and turned sharply to the right now left mini-gun continued tracing on the target. Dong-Da ground force was very pleased but I radioed next pass-prep, we will made dived prep-approach parallel left side for avoiding fired remnant cartridges didn’t fall on the troop.
With my experience by almost as a quick reflex action I often don’t use the gun-sight instrument while firing. I trust my Sergeant Duc, he was a good gunner, sometimes his eyes were same my eyes on target. Two mini-guns were the big killer that recalled to me in the battle northwest of Chu-Lai, just only two gun-ships but killed a full battalion of NVA [lest than 150 men] which was crossing the Thu-Bon’s river. I also recalled once a smuggle boat belong to NVA Group 759 was been detected, this supplied boat was everyone on board get killed by mini-guns after 24 rockets missing by two new nervous rating-pilots prep. The ghost boat continued proceeding to the shore Phong Dien county Quang Tri province without pilot directed, a ghostly creature flitting on the surface of the sea to land at My Thuy beach; Marine Brigade 258th was welcome her with different kind of weapons, plus a platoon Tank M-48 in strafing into it with their canons. The typical of this ghost boat was carried a thousand to thousand ‘beacon pork-meat’ canned at China made, plus various supply categories of military materiel.
The NVA troops were screwed up for everything they had leaned how to react and shot to the airplanes. Because all fighters even helicopter Cobra when they started to fire they must dive to release their fire-powers. The NVA had instructed by US counterespionage– firing only at the time their fighter-bombers raised their head to sky, then stands and freely shot at them whatever you get in your hand. A platoon of antiaircraft artillery divided three points of three equilateral triangle angles; each angle established a stronghold AAA guns. Where they dug up land for individual holes 60 decrees inclination, these shaped hole for personnel sliding when fighter dived on their top as target; meanwhile two another strongholds kept firing but a stronghold was on the target, people must gliding under the 60-degree hole, and at once, while the fighter raised the head to sky, stands in fired at him. It’s strange they haven’t heard from this tactical was only harmful by our bullets 7.62 mm at 4,000 rounds per minutes by Gunship HU-1H model. So why NVA were only get killed by our monsters in that very-moment.
One captured AAA’ NVA officer told us, they were confident with these tactical offenses
They were never had casualty with this method of defense. If the battle lasts longer run that meant VNAF and US aircrafts having so many chance of being risked to shot-down than destroyed them and the most we used the “Snake-Eye” bombs, 250 or 500 pounds. He said these bombs exploded on the mountainous forest as southern Laos, likely the big fire-cracker celebrated in lunar New Year spell. That meant VNAF like F-5, A-37 AD-6 dropped bombs … their efforts to strike him were futile.
In the earlier of Lam Son operation, following the operation plan, one Airborne Brigade should take over a stronghold of a fire base with call-sign Hill-32, but Lieutenant John F Kerry of antiwar movement had let Hanoi known everything planning for this operation so why President Thieu ordered cancelled the last anticipated Hill-32 fire base support. However Hanoi skeptically if in doubt, don’t act unless allies forces in south DMZ are been certain, other word Hanoi was disregarded anything by Kerry had say, although he was a notorious antiwar activist showed up everyday in world TV. Kissinger and Yale graduated John Kerry were chosen by Harriman for his conspiracy, naturally Kerry was supported by Skull and Bone for his future presidency campaign; so coincidence with actor quarterback Kissinger in the play-game Pennsylvania meanwhile Kerry duty performance to accomplish axiom 1 – the anticipated of biggest-fiasco that I foresaw in my whole time there because it broke the back of the Saigon regime of Army forces, particularly irreplaceable were the dead ARVN “elite-officers”. I must say since ‘that’ the future leaders, they were all dead. Subsequently Skull and Bones turned in Saigon to Hanoi with a blood-leak battle instead of bloodbath one. This operation identified one of these strategy-goals. Furthermore this repeated “the bomb ends the war”: dropping the atomic bombs brought the war to a swift conclusion, saving many lives in the process, after a Big air-campaign: on the night of March 9-10, 1945, Permanent Government ordered 324 B-29s attacked right the heart of Tokyo as low level in the most destructive air raid in then history, ended by B-29s were used to drop the first atomic bombs on Japan. On August, 6, 1945 Colonel Paul Tibbets, aircraft commander B-29s, named “Enola Gay” dropped the first atomic bomb on Hiroshima in saving many lives in prospect. War-history once again repeated – The B.52 has long been one of the main instruments of Permanent Government foreign-policy. During the Cold War it was the airborne warrior that would have dropped nuclear weapon onto the Soviet Union or maybe on China if Red China tried to overrun the southern states of Soviet Republic in its critical possibility be-collapsed-period. The special “Big Belly” B-52D could also carry a load of 108 conventional bombs, and during the Vietnam War in the “Pennsylvania’s” as Linebacker-II, 129 B-52s of several models carried out the 11 days and night attacked the so called “Christmas Bombing” which designed to force Hanoi to conference table in Paris.
(Continued)

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