Sugden sat cross-legged
on his bass amp and lit up a cigarette.
"First time one of our gigs has ever been Army-authorized."
"First
time for a chaperone, too," I said.
I leaned my guitar case on my amp.
"Sergeant Dirks is cool, though. He's been around."
Jessen
set the organ in its case next to us.
"Dean, you got those TDY papers?"
"Right
here." I tapped the envelope
in my shirt pocket.
Sugden
flicked an ash. "Let me
see."
I
tossed him the envelope. He
unfolded the papers and read.
"From Headquarters, 93rd Military Police Battalion, San
Francisco. Temporary duty to Pleiku, Republic of Vietnam and return to Qui
Nhon, Republic of Vietnam. Period
of approximately 2 days.
Purpose: Official
duty."
Ioli
did a little dance, his arms in the air.
"Official duty. That's
right. Rockin' in the
jungle."
"Special
instructions: Travel by government
vehicle authorized."
"Finally,"
I grumbled, kneeling to check the microphone box.
"Authorized to carry weapons."
Everyone
went quiet.
These
weren't Leadbetter's rules.
It
became crystal-clear. This
definitely wasn't an Army doctor's party or a gig at the officers' club. This was serious. Officially serious.
Ioli
let out a low whistle. "Guess
even HQ in San Fran knows what's going on."
We
continued loading the equipment out of the barracks in silence.
When
we were almost done, Dirks and Leadbetter walked up.
“Men,
there’s been a change of plans,” Captain said, returning our sweaty salutes.
“Sir?”
I asked.
He
pulled off his sunglasses and squinted at us. “No helos today.
Charlie’s got air support all tied up. Seems it's a busy day in the jungle.”
“We're going some other time
then?" I asked.
"Better
start moving this stuff back in.” Sugden grabbed an amp.
Leadbetter
put a hand on his shoulder. “Hold
up there, soldier. You men have
got to go today. TDY orders have
been issued. They’re official, we
can’t change them. Plus, I
promised Captain Needham that you’d come play for his men. And I’m nothing if not a man of my
word. "
The
band exchanged uneasy glances as Captain went on.
“You
won't be flying to Pleiku this afternoon.
You'll be driving."
My
stomach dropped...