"I was an AC130 gunship pilot based in Thailand playing a game of poker with my crew and bensa. I don't need to tell you who was winning.
We suddenly got a call saying that a special forces base near the Viet/Cambodian order called an mu lon was under attack from five NVA Main Force Regiments supported by armour and was about to be overrrun within the hour.
As we got up from the table to run to our fueled up waiting aircraft, bensa said he would lend a hand but then oddly ran out the back door of the mess - away from the airfield.
While we taxied down the runway my copilot pointed to the civilian highway parallel to the airfield and asked: "What the fuck is that crazy bastard think he is doing?" bensa was furiously pedalling a commandeered civilian rickshaw, must have been going at least forty miles an hour at that point, which I knew was just a warm up speed, his max biking speed being still classified in those times (as far as I am aware, still is).
I shook my head, knowing from long experience to never question a bensa action and replied "don't worry about him. We need to worry about getting over in time to save an mu lon from being overrun.
An hour later we were on approach but coming through a heavy cloud bank, so little visibility. We brought up the radio operator on duty at an mu lon to tell him that heavy air support was now on station. I could hardly believe it when they replied "Oh! that? don't worry about it now guys" I could hear what I thought were partying noises in the background and then what I thought was a female voice say "Em muon lm tnh voi anh, bensa"
Suddenly my copilot said "Holy shit, look!" so I looked up to see the cloud bank had disappeared to reveal that there was a a three mile swathe of destruction, black scorched earth broken up with lumps of red matter the size of potato sacks, with the occasional melted remains of a tank interpersed here and there.
I heard from a friend who recently visited Vietnam that this particular area of the border near is still not controlled y the communist party of Vietnam, as the half caste children left behind from bensa's local impregnation spree that day and night still guard the area. Also to this day the killing zones appear as a sea of blue from the air, as only Bluebonnet plants will grow in the soil, which is of course the state flower of Texas.