Page 371 - Thorn In The Heart

Chinh Nguyên

benefit on their political business. The bloody and deadly game came
from the ambition of the politicians on both side, and the blood
soldiers were used to be the tool for them playing the war game...!
Both side American and North Vietnam have fallen deep into the
financial crisis; a heavy lot of soldiers lives by the new modern
weapons. The air strike offensive weapons could kill a thousand
people with one bomb that drop onto the target and make the earth-
shaking about a mile with its exploding pressure, the defensive
weapons would make the explosive shell wall to broke the aircraft by
a part, or burning and dropping in the air like the flying stars at night.
The leaders on both sides were playing the weapon racing game with
no attention to the regard of the public. The crisis is fearing of the
dead, the extreme loudly cries of the victims of war were covered by
the detonation as the thunder of both side weapons that echoed in
the air, spreading blood on the ground, destroyed any things and
made the earth surface like the large beehive with the big holes.
The leaders and the dishonest political seller didn't pay attention
to the soldiers' wife and children. Love made them living in the
sorrow of fearing and tearful on their eyes at any time. They write
the letter or record their voice and send to their husbands or their
father on the front line to keep in touch. But some pilot or North
soldiers get the letter at the same time as their mission air strike or
heard the radar air alarm warning of war on the North side. After 10
minutes of fighting, they were exploded in the air by the SAMs or die
on the ground by the bomb and don't have time to open the love
mail. The mails burned with the pilot bodies at the same time aircraft
exploding and fly in the air or bathe of bloody in the breast-pocket of
the ground soldiers.
Some pilot just heard their parent, wife, and children voices of
the half tape recorder. They hurried to turn off the cassette, took the
tapes putting in their breast-pockets with their love and walking into
the meeting room to follow the overall briefing. They were quiet
take the fill water bottles stuffing into pockets, loaded into their
shoulder holsters the .38 caliber pistols, grabbed their parachutes,
jumped into the fight line van, headed for their aircraft. They stared

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