When I got to Pleiku in April 1968 Brutus had a gunner named Prescott. Brutus was equiped with a 50 Cal machine gun on the front and two M60 machine gun’s on the back. A few month’s after I got there Prescott and I went to the air force base next to us and struck up a deal with one of his friends to trade a Mini-Gun for 10 cases of C rations. That afternoon we came home with a Mini-Gun. Prescott went to the motor pool and had them make a bracket stand for it in the back of Brutus. He even manufactured a set of bicycle handlebars with a kill switch to be able to make the Mini-Gun swivel in the back of Brutus. Hope I’m not giving away to many secrets. But that was the greatest addition to Brutus that ever happened.
I wonder if Lt Runkle remembers our ambush when our jeep was blown off the road. I got a gash on the head and kept going to An Khe. Have been trying to get the Purple Heart for that one. But no morning report or substantiating evidence for it. Rocket blew up under the jeep and sent us rolling to the right. Not a lot of damage, uprighted the gun jeep, and kept going. An Khe medic’s gave us a tag and of course I threw it away. Later I had to process a Purple Heart for the guy who drove Brutus, who sprained his ankle on the way to the motor pool to get Brutus. Oh well! Water under the bridge and at our age who needs a Purple Heart.