Them Bones by Howard Waldrop

Author:Howard Waldrop [Waldrop, Howard]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Endeavour Venture
Published: 2018-07-23T22:00:00+00:00

THE BOX VIII

DA FORM 11521Z 11 Nov 2002

Comp: 147TOE: 148

Pres for duty

142

Killed in action

3

Killed in line of duty

1

Missing in line of duty

for: S. Spaulding

1

Col, Inf.

Total 147Commanding

by: Barnes, Bonnie

Cpt, ADC

Adjutant

DA FORM 11402 Z 2 Dec 2002

Comp: 147TOE: 148

Present for duty

131

KIA

7

KLD

2

MIA

6

MLD

For: S. Spaulding

1

Col, Inf.

Total 147Commanding

by: Barnes, Bonnie

Cpt, ADC

Adjutant

DA FORM 11702 Z 24 Dec 2002

Comp: 147TOE: 148

Pres for duty

111

KIA

13

KLD

2

MIA

11

MLD

For: S. Spaulding

1

Wounded, hosp.Col, Inf.

9Commanding

Total 147by: Barnes, Bonnie

Cpt, ADC,

Adjutant

Smith’s Diary

*

December 24 (Christmas Eve)

Today we sent out an eleven-man patrol to try to reach the location of Baton Rouge and go far south from there, the only direction we haven’t tried.

I don’t know what they’re supposed to find. Help. Frenchmen. Some of de Soto’s conquistadors. Ponce de Leon? Maybe they can convince some other Indians to help us, or get a treaty with the ones we are warring with.

They continue to snipe at us. Two more wounded today, in spite of the bunkers. I never knew arrows could carry so far – they send them up out of the woods; you can’t see where they come from. By the time you see the arrow, it’s on the way down. You duck for cover, trampling over everybody else. One of the wounded today was already down flat, behind the bunker wall, against the sandbags, and the arrow came down straight and stuck him to the ground like a pin through a beetle. Fortunately, it only got him through the meaty part of the thigh.

Private Dorothy Jones wasn’t so lucky – she got one straight in the ribs, this one fired from the nearest clump of brush about a hundred meters away.

We returned fire in both cases. In the first, we laced the area where the arrow came from with small arms and LMG fire. We won’t know what happened there till we send out the usual patrol.

We do know what happened with the second. As soon as Jones was hit, two of the bunkers cranked up. They fired about 200 rounds each into the bushes the arrow was shot from, tearing them flat, destroying small trees and the ground.

When they stopped, an Indian stood up, dropped his breechcloth and mooned us, then jumped back flat to the ground.

Major Putnam ordered the heavy machine guns to cease fire after another minute. The target area was unrecognizable. There was nothing more than a few centimeters high in the beaten zone. It was like a photograph retouched by a clumsy person, like a picture of the woods with a blank swath taken out.

The Indian jumped up out of the middle of it and ran into the woods.

Putnam wouldn’t let anybody fire.

Spaulding, who fought on Cyprus, says there could be two Indians a day sniping at us, or a hundred, and we’ll never know.

The eleven-man patrol left at dawn after we laid down some grenades in the direction they’d travel. It must have been okay: we didn’t hear any shooting.

They reported in okay three hours later over the radio. They were twenty klicks south and had seen nobody. They would report every two hours.

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