Do you think the Vietnam War was 'Hell on Earth'?

Answer 1

My father was in Vietnam.....over the years I have heard some really awful stories from him as well as others who were there.....
It was a war that was faught for no reason, 100's of thousands of soldiers died, and nothing was ever accomplished.... there were a lot of stories that even involved whole villiages of women and children being executed all the time....... sounds a lot like what is going on in Iraq right now, doesn't it.... however, when the troops can home from Vietnam, the whole country treated them like crap, and everyone turned their backs on them for doing what they were supposed to do for our country..... so to answer your question..... YES! Vietnam was HELL on earth.

Answer 2

As a child I lived through the Viet Nam era, and was frightend by it, mostly cuz my number was coming up. Fortunately I missed it by one year. Yes, I think like any war it was 'Hell on Earth'. But, think about it. As wars go,was it as brutal as say the hand to hand that had gone on in earlier wars? Think about the hacking and dismemberment that had gone on before guns. I don't mean to trivialize the Viet Nam war. One can't. It introduced a hell that no one has seen before. Napalm,helicopter gun ships, Puff the dragon (nothing magic about it). The huge drug abuse. The political corruption. Television to bring the war right to the supper table every day. I could go on. But it saddens me. The most shameful thing of the whole mess was the treatment our guys got when they came home. I hope we never treat our soldiers like that again.

Answer 3

No. Hell on earth will be when the murderous cutthroats we call terrorists realize how weak a country we are because we can be brought to our knees by a faction of anti-american idiots thereby giving them the green light to continue their anti-infidel agenda.

Answer 4

yes! 'cause it made a lot of people ,animals,'n plants died.
every wars are the hells!i am vietnamese and i feel very sorry for the people who lived there in the war!

Answer 5

yes, but every war was hell

Answer 6

Yes and how dare George W. Bush repeat it in Iraq.

Answer 7

yes not knowing who the enemy was chemical warefare in the rain forests hot weather etc

Answer 8

Wow, some times I read these answers and get scared to death. We lost hudreds of thousand of men and wiped out whole villages? I started the first chapter of the Viet Man Veterans of America in Virginia had about 76 memberswhen I asked to see their DD214s. The next meeting we had 54 members; 11 had never been to Nam but were on the Rock and Thailand (Claimed they had PTSD), 43 had been spit on; ended up being 14 combant vets. I guess my point is you make you're own hell!

The first time I was wounded we were coming up over a berm when I saw a 122 shell sticking up in the ditch and started screaming for my driver to turn. It was too late and the track started settling to earth it seemed it took 10 minutes. I remember looking up and watched the infantry scurry for cover, as usual all the gooks had already disappeared (we figured they knew where the booby traps were placed and would disappear when we would get hit). It was early morning already in the upper seventies but not warm enough for the dew to burn off. You could smell the ox feces being burnt like fire wood, sandalwood incense. A crow was circling the A/O. and I remember the nasty taste from the morning’s C rations when there was huge blast. I had been sitting in the cupola atop the APC and now was king of flat sandy clearing 60 feet away. My glasses were gone as was my vision I could only see three of four inches. There was no noise, no screams, no guns firing nothing. That was when I knew I was dead. Since I did not have to worry about getting hurt, I just sat there. When Bill and another friend Turk tackled me. It scared the shi* out of me. I kept watching them trying to figure whether to be pissed or thankful. They kept moving their mouths but were not making any noise. Doc showed up and since I could not figure what was going was I waiting to move into the light or was I dreaming? He suddenly slapped the **** out of me, threw me an M-14, and wrote me a note to start defending the area before I really was killed. Then I realized the blast had blown out my ears, they eventually recovered.

I was wounded the last time long before you were born, May 10 1971. I see the Vietcong stick grenade spitting smoke and turning end over end; bouncing on top of the APC before bouncing into Doc's lap and detonating; blowing off the top of his head; seriously wounding Tex; penetrating my lower back and kidneys, going from the rear of my right knee exiting through the knee cap and through my right elbow, ring finger, little finger and wrist. I was unable to return fire in the conventional manner. You would be surprised how many lose their bodily functions, but you have to contend with someone in a thousands parts or half their entails dripping off your face. Hold down an 18 year boy who yesterday was horse playing and dreaming of going home and buying his first car. You watch a medic boost (over medicate) a soldier so he will die peacefully. Watch an enemy shot a friend over and over until there is nothing but mush. You go into a river to retrieve a body, the flesh falls off and creatures are inside the body. A good friend is burnt so badly you have to use a shovel to get all of him.

What did I feel anger; my motto became and still is KILL THEM ALL and LET GOD SORT THEM OUT!

I remember both times all the air I had every breathed flowing out of my body. Pain so intense you saw white stars, but yet when you scotched taped your finger back on your hand you felt nothing. I remember Bill reaching down picking pieces of bone (my knee) out of his arm; the both of us laughing so hard because you could see light through my knee.

Thirty five years latter it is, funny I will be operated on the doctors will pick long slivers of wood out and not knowing the VC handgrenade were sometimes made of wood filled wit hundreds of ball bearing, trash it. (I want one for a souvenir). When my son was small, he would pick shrapnel out of my back; I was always self conscious over all or any of the holes. Each of these holes always feels like they are asleep.

I pulled this out for the second time in 35 years it reads:
"For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity in action while serving with friendly foreign forces engaged in armed conflict against the North Vietnamese and Viet Cong communist aggressors in the Republic of Vietnam. On 10 May 1971, while on a long range reconnaissance patrol in Ankee providence his men came under an intense enemy attack. The initial attack wounded Sergeant Adams and several other personnel. Refusing medical aid, he commenced giving first aid to the other wounded. At the same time, he directed his remaining forces into a defensive position. When the medical helicopter came, he chose to remain behind to make room for these more seriously wounded. During the ensuing fighting which would include face to face combat and in spite of his wounds and disregard to his own safety, Sergeant Adams continued to defend his position. Sergeant ADAMS 's decisive actions in rendering first aid, directing his personnel, while in defense of their position, while exposed to enemy fire, was directly responsible for the saving of his personnel. His devotion to duty, courage under fire, exemplary professionalism and outstanding leadership were in keeping with the highest traditions of the United States Army".

BS

God Bless You and Our Southern People.

Answer 9

no

Answer 10

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HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!