The patrol was cut down by enemy fire. The medic kept moving from man to man.
Surrounded, outgunned, and cut off—he stayed with his soldiers to the end.
An airstrip under siege. Enemy soldiers closing in. He landed anyway.
Surface-to-air missiles. Antiaircraft guns. MiGs overhead. He kept attacking anyway.
Wounded and alone in a foxhole. Two companies attacked him through the night.
A secret radar site overrun in Laos. One man held the position and saved his crew.
A grenade bounced off his chest and landed at his feet. He buried it in the mud and covered it with his body.
