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As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the jungle, Mark ordered his men to settle in for the night. They dug in, establishing a defensive position around the village.

The platoon had been in-country for months now, and Mark's men had become a tight-knit family. There was Jake, the young and eager Lance Corporal; Sarge, the veteran Sergeant who had seen it all; and Doc, the medic, always ready to patch up the wounded. As the sun began to set, casting a

Then, at 2 AM, a burst of AK-47 fire shattered the night's tranquility. The VC had come, and 3 Platoon was ready. Mark's men reacted swiftly, laying down a hail of fire that pinned down the attackers. There was Jake, the young and eager Lance

June 1967, Vietnam

The hours ticked by, the only sound the distant hooting of owls and the occasional burst of static from the radio. Mark's men were on high alert, their fingers on the triggers of their rifles. Mark's men reacted swiftly, laying down a hail

The dense jungle air clung to Lieutenant Mark Thompson like a wet shroud as he led his platoon, 3 Platoon, C Company, 20th Royal Australian Infantry Regiment (20RAR), through the underbrush. Their patrol had been tasked with securing a suspected Viet Cong (VC) village deep in the heart of Phuoc Tuy Province.