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ranking Communist cadre had to exclaim that all his life, he had only seen death and

death. Death is not over.

At noon, we encountered the enemy. All sorts of guns rang out. The Viet Cong's

mortars shot towards us like rain. Artillerys from the Great Đại Nga Bridge came up to

support. Bullets rumbling. Bullets rattled in the air. Smoke bills. The smell of gunpowder,
Sweat's smell, and rotting grass intoxicated the warrior with the battlefield. It was

shouted mixed with swearing, the sound of impulse interjected with groaning. Trees fell.

Specks of flames flashed; dust splashed up. Everything was thrown high into the sky
buried in the ground. All the mad anger and hatred poured into the fire, creating a

desolate area of devastation; everything was broken. After years of construction, they
were suddenly dissolved. Humans who grow up in the smoke and fire become hardened,

unmoved people seeking to destroy life. Without seeking the enemy's life, we will all die.

In battle, the soldier must not hesitate, be mushy, and be solid and brutal. The more
difficult it is, the easier it is to become a hero.

My forces were held back by powerful enemy fire. Lieutenant Thang was unable to
occupy the commune headquarters. Our troops occupied every yard of land. Whichever

ruler holds it. The enemy stationed did not retreat. The enemy and I mixed into each

other's lines. At night, people do not have a break to eat. I told Lieutenant Thang to lie
still in a comb tooth position and to send more units of Lieutenant Tai to attack the right

in the dark of night to block the enemy's retreat.

In the evening, Mr. Dinh Viet Thieu, Member of the Provincial Council, Mr. Nguyen

Van Chức, Member of the Council of Tan Lac Commune, drove a Peugeot 203 to visit the
brothers on the front line with bread and silk rolls. The brothers crawling in the night,

passing food to each other, were deeply moved. Early the following day, Captain Lai

occupied Le Van Phuoc's plantation easily. The Viet Cong remained stationed along 20th
Street and around the headquarters. BCH asked for planes to drop CBU bombs on Xiao

Hill along the edge of the Four Quarters Forest. On this part of the land, I once died. In

1969, as prefect, I paved the way to relieve An Lac commune and was ambushed in front
of the commune headquarters. Standing in the middle of the road, surrounded by bullets

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