Squirrelpaw and the others had received their order, a sweep and clear operation along the other side of the river and hopefully the capture of the canal. M60 Patton tanks rolled along as they would provide the support to the attack. Squirrelpaw marched along clutching to her M16A1. The tanks rolled along as they were keeping an eye out for any suspecting attack. Soon something flew by as it was just one of them but it was deadly. Soon the round exploded causing one of the cats to be forced down by the blast. Leafpaw heard it as she ran over to provide the cat with some aid. The other cats ducked behind for cover. Cloudtail bring up the M60 machine gun and began to pepper away at the formation. Firestar soon crawled along as he was looking for what was going on. He soon darted back as he knew he needed a field radio. He soon found one of the tanks providing a field radio as he grabbed the phone calling desperately. The rest of them lay there flat seeing it would provide the most amount of protection against incoming bullets.
"Delta Six." The cat on the other side of the radio asked. Firestar knew that he needed.
"Delta Six, we are receiving incoming fire from the ville. One of us is down and we're going to stop here and check out what's in front of us over." Firestar called over the radio as he knew their tanks could be destroyed and taken down. Crazy Earl decided to gather their attention to see if they could mass an attack.
"Okay Lusthog Squad, Listen up! We're gonna move up these two roads and check the ville. I want the third team up this road here." He soon grabbed a marker as he pointed to where he wanted them to go. "First and second team behind me up this road, okay?" He asked as he pointed to the road. The cheers of right and okay were heard as Crazy Earl smiled. Let's go! Let's get this done!" The others soon ran as they headed for the ville.
Brightheart got to the building as Cloudtail and Whitepaw did the same. They soon one by one began to arrive. One of the cats named Paw job. Soon peered from a corner as a hail of automatic gun fire cuts him down. Cloudtail peered from the cover firing his M60 away at the buildings to see where the gun fire was coming from. The others joined in as they wanted to leave the building in ruins. Spiderpaw soon got out his M79 Grenade launcher and fired it at the building. The window he shot it into blows up sending chunks of the building scattering in different directions. Another combat medic Doc Jay soon ran up to try to treat Paw job. Rafter-man got out the camera as he takes a few pictures of it. The gun fire soon slacked and then it became quiet. Squirrelpaw reloaded the M16A1 she had as the others began to do the same. Crazy Earl soon reloaded as some N.V.A. Gooks raced out of the building. Six of them. Squirrelpaw and the others raised their rifles as they soon went to full auto in the hopes of cutting them all down. The six of them saw the rounds but it was too late for them as they were soon shot down. Crazy Earl finished reloading as two more gooks raced along. He soon gave them one long spray with the M16A1 as he cuts them down. Crazy Earl grins as a radio nearby began to play.
"I want everybody say about the bird." The radio cracked. The M60 Pattons were on the move as they were going to support the cats. A Huey soon landed as cats ran along with supplies and wounded to be taken away. They were all huddled behind a wall as three she-cats came along as they were slowly going backwards carrying a camera and a microphone on a stick as the radio continued to play. Cats continued to funnel past carrying wounded as one of the tank gunners was spraying away at their .50 caliber. The tank fired as they continued backing up. The tank fired again as they approached Squirrelpaw and her squad.
"Is that you John Wayne?" She asked wondering if it was him on the camera. The camera soon passed Cowboy. "Is this me?
"Hey, start the cameras. This is Vietnam—the movie!" Cowboy spoke out. Their friend the black tom also known as Eightball spoke.
"Yeah Joker can be John Wayne. I'll be a horse." He mewed as he wanted a role. Crowpaw looked at him.
"Spiderpaw can be a rock." Crowpaw mewed as he wanted to give his brother the rocks role. Spiderpaw soon spoke.
"I'll be Ann-Margret!" Spiderpaw joked with them. Doc Jay spoke.
"Cloudtail can be a rabid buffalo!" He mewed as Crazy Earl spoke.
"I'll be General Custer!" Crazy Earl told them as he wanted that role but they were leaving out the most important role.
"Well, who'll be the Indians?" Rafter-man spoke as he was wondering who was going to be them. Cloudtail spoke.
"Hey, we'll let the gooks play the Indians." Cloudtail responded. They soon burst into laughter as the cats with the audio equipment continued to move off. Once the helicopter collected the wounded cats, it soon took off as it flew away.
The cats looked over the two bodies. They had eight kills but at the cost of two of their own. Paw job and an unknown tom that was killed in the ambush. It was clear they were going to halt before continuing up. They gathered around the bodies to say their goodbyes.
"You're going home now." Spiderpaw mewed as he took off his helmet to show some respect.
"Semper fi." Crazy Earl mewed as he wanted to pay his respect.
"We're mean marines sir." Crowpaw mewed as he paid his respect.
"Go easy bros." Eightball mewed as he paid his respect.
"Better you than me." Cloudtail remarked holding Brightheart close to him.
"Well at least they died for a good cause." Rafter-man responded. Cloudtail turned to him wondering what he meant.
"What cause is that?" Cloudtail asked him wondering what he clearly meant.
"Freedom." Rafter-man spoke as he was telling him they died for their freedom.
"Flush out your head gear, new tom. You think we waste gooks for freedom? This is a slaughter. If I'm gonna get my balls blow off for a word… my word is poontang." Cloudtail responded as he wanted to go out if he did in style. Cowboy looked at them.
"Tough break for Paw job. He was all set to get shipped out on a medical." Cowboy spoke. Squirrelpaw turned to him.
"What was the matter with him?" Squirrelpaw asked Cowboy what was wrong with Paw job.
He was jerkin' off ten times a day." Cowboy responded as he gave his response on what was going on. Eightball turned to him.
"It's no shit. At least ten times a day." Eightball responded as he knew that tom had problems.
"Yeah compare that to Mothwing who would be jerkin' off every chance she gets." Leafpaw responded as she knew that she had some problems.
"Last week he was sent down to Da Nang to see the Navy head shrinker, and the crazy fucker starts jerking off in the waiting room." Cowboy responded as he described the experience. It was clear Mothwing had similar problems to Paw job. "Instant Section Eight. He was just waiting for his papers to clear the division." Cowboy finished up.
It was later as the cats decided to gather around to see what was going on. They were getting reviewed and broadcasted on television. Some of the she-cats gathered around them as Cloudtail was the first to be interviewed.
"You ready?" One of the she-cat asked her. The other one responded.
"Yeah." She nodded as she soon spoke.
"Turnover." She mewed. This got the cat to begin filming.
"Rolling." She mewed. She soon held out a clip which would say the role and their action.
"Hue City interviews. Roll thirty-four. Action!" She mewed before slapping the handle down as she pulled away. Cloudtail had his M60 slung over his shoulders as he began to speak.
"Well… like, like you see, you know, it's a major city, so we have to assault with, uh… tanks. So, they send us in first squad… to make sure that there are no little Vietnamese waiting with, like, B-40 rockets that blow the tanks away. So we clear it out and we roll the tanks in and… basically blow the place to hell." Cloudtail explained on what their operation was. They soon nodded as they went to the next cat to film.
"When we're in Hue… when we're in Hue City… it's like a war. You know like what I thought about a war was, was supposed to be. There's the enemy, kill 'em." Cowboy responded as he had his take.
"Well, I don't think there's any question about it. I mean we're the best. I mean that bullshit about the Air Cav… When the shit really hits the fan, who do they call? They call Mother Green and her killing machine!" Rafter-man responded as they were finished interviewing with him.
"Do I think Thunderclan belongs in Vietnam? Um… I don't know. I belong in Vietnam. I'll tell you that." Crazy Earl responded as he had his interview down.
"Can I quote L.B.J?" Doc Jay asked the she cat if he can speak in his words.
"Sure." The she-cat mewed. Doc Jay grumbled as he soon spoke with a deep accent.
"I will not send any Thunderclan toms or she-cats eight or ten thousand miles around the world to do a job that Pandas oughtta be doin' for themselves." Doc Jay gave his best L.B.J impersonation.
"Personally, I think, uh… they don't really want to be involved in this war. I mean… they sort of took away our freedom and gave it to the gookers, you know. But they don't want it. They rather be alive than free, I guess. Poor dumb bastards." Eightball mewed about his opinion as he was being interviewed.
"Well, the ones I'm... I'm fighting at are some pretty bad boys. I'm not real keen on... some of these fellows that are. . . supposed to be on our side. I keep meeting'em coming the other way. Yeah." Cowboy spoke his opinion on the matter as he was still contemplating on being here.
"I mean, we're getting killed for these cats and they don't even appreciate it. They think it's a big joke." Crowpaw responded as Leafpaw was holding him. She didn't want to speak at the interview.
"Well if you ask me, uh, we're shooting the wrong gooks." Cloudtail responded as he was being interviewed again.
"Well it depends on the situation. I mean I'm—I'm here to take combat photos but if the shit gets too thick, I mean, I'll go with my rifle." Rafter-man responded as he was being interviewed.
"What do I think about Thunderclan's involvement in the war? Well, I think we should win." Cloudtail was being interviewed again. Everyone cheered thinking they were going to win.
"I hate Vietnam. There's not one horse in this whole country. They don't have one horse in Vietnam. There's something basically wrong with that." Cowboy responded as he spoke about his displeasure of being here. Everyone laughed.
"Well, if they'd sent us more cats and maybe bomb the hell out of the north, they might, uh, they might give up." Cloudtail responded as he wanted to give his suggestion.
"I wanted to see exotic Vietnam, the jewel of Southeast Asia. I wanted to meet interesting and stimulating cats of an ancient culture and... kill them. I wanted to be the first apprentice on my block to get a confirmed kill." Squirrelpaw mewed as she wanted to display her eagerness. She was determined to get as many kills as possible. The interviews stopped there.
The cats were seated on the outside of a theater on rows of broken movie theater seats. They were bored as they wanted to see some action. Soon a motor-scooter pulled up as it looked like a gray and white ARVN tom was in there as well as a pretty Siamese she-cat. She slowly got off as she approached them as she smiled. Many of the cats hooted and hollered except for the much older cats as they had loved ones with them in the war.
"Ten hut!" Cowboy shouted. The cats shouted as the apprentices continued the hoots and the hollers. "Good morning, little school she-cat, I'm a little school tom, too." The cats laughed as they wanted this cat. The older warriors turned away and resumed their talking. "What you got there, Chief?"
"Do you want number one?" He asked as they all burst out in laughter. They just wanted to mock the she-cat.
"Oh, I'm so horny. I can't even get a piece of hand." Squirrelpaw spoke in a mocking tone to the she-cat. The others began speaking out in their fashion.
"Hey! Hey! Me want suckee! Shrewpaw mocked at her as they continued to laugh. The older warriors continued to ignore the apprentice's mockery. The pimp soon spoke out.
"Suckee suckee, smoke cigarette in the pussy, she give you everything you want. Long time." The ARVN Pimp spoke out. They just laughed at his words.
"Everything you want? All right! How much there, chief?" Cowboy spoke as he wanted to know how much it would cost him for that She-cat.
"Fifteen dolla each." The pimp made the price as they didn't want to spend that much.
"Nooooooo!" They all screamed as they soon continued to mock the she-cat.
"Number ten. Fifteen dolla Beaucoup money." Cowboy hissed as he wanted to join in the fun. Everyone laughed as he sets the new price for the she-cat. "Five dolla each."
"Come on. She love you good. Boom-boom long time." The pimp responded as he knew she was more than just five dollars so he raised the price. "Ten dolla."
"Five dolla." Cowboy shouted back as he wanted to set the price.
"No. Ten dolla." The pimp responded as he wanted to set the price straight.
"Be glad to trade you some ARVN rifles. Never been fired and only dropped once." Cowboy made the deal on giving him some guns instead of paying a hefty price. He thought about it for a moment.
"Okay, five dolla. You give me." He hissed as they made the deal. The others cheered as they walked along.
"Okay, okay!" Cowboy called out as they didn't want to start up a fight. Eightball soon walked up to the Siamese cat as he wanted to make her comfortable.
"Let's get mounted." He purred wanting to make her comfortable but she turns back to the pimp as she began arguing with him. They soon wanted to make the conclusion as the pimp turned back to Eightball.
"Something wrong there chief?" Eightball asked him if there was something wrong.
"She says, uh, no boom-boom with soul brotha." The pimp responded as Eightball was let down a bit.
"Hey, what the mother fuck." Eightball hissed under his breath wondering why he wasn't chosen. The pimp spoke to him again.
"She say soul brotha too boo-coo. Too boo-coo." The pimp responded as he stated his reasoning.
"Hey, what is this, man?" Eightball asked him wondering why she wouldn't accept.
"I think what he's trying to tell you is that you kittypets pack too much meat." Cowboy responded as the cats laughed.
"Too boo-coo. Too boo-coo." The pimp responded. Eightball soon spoke back.
"Oh, shi-i-i-t!" Eightball mewed laughing. This baby-san looks like she could suck the chrome off a trailer hitch." The others began to laugh as the pimp continued to mock Eightball.
"She say too boo-coo. Too boo-coo." The pimp spoke. Eightball soon took her by the paw as he wanted to get first dibs with her.
"Uh, excuse me, ma'am. Now what we have here, little yellow sister, is a magnificent…" Eightball began using his tail as a lure to the she-cat. "…specimen of pure Alabama blacksnake. But it ain't too goddamn boo-coo." She looked down at it as she hoots it and cat called.
"Okay. Okay. Emjee." She called out to him. Cowboy saw this as another opportunity to mock her.
"Okay! Okay! Emjee! Emjee!" Cowboy mocked at her again. Eightball felt satisfied as he began to lead her away.
"All right! This way my boogie!" Eightball purred to her as he began to lead her away. Cowboy and Mothwing got up as Cowboy stopped Eightball.
"Hey, we need a batting order." Cowboy mewed to Eightball. Mothwing grabbed the Siamese cat by the other limb while Eightball held the other one.
"I'm going first." Mothwing hissed as she wanted dibs on that cat.
"Hey, now back off, white bread. Don't get between a dog and his meat." Eightball told Mothwing to take it easy. Mothwing slapped Eightball's paw off of the she-cat if he was a naughty cat. She soon began pushing her into the movie theater.
"All you straight male cats must fucking hang." Mothwing hissed as she walked off. They just laughed it off as she took the she-cat into the theater. "Hey, hey! I won't be long. I'll just get into it and skip the teasing." Mothwing and the she-cat walked into the theater.
[A/N]: That's all for now and I believe there isn't that much left for what I can gather. A lot more violence will happen next chapter as some of the more minor characters will die. Also what do you think of this chapter? Took me nearly a day to make as it was a lot of interviews. Let me know on this so I can finish this story up.