

Having the time of his life, he grinned and shouted, “Is it always like this?” I nodded, thinking to myself, soon he’d learn there was no Santa Claus.

On his first mission, Coogan excitedly guided the attack, practically tripping over targets and setting fire to most of what he found. He had no other place to learn the trade the dozen Spectre gunships flying out of Ubon Royal Thai Air Base were the only ones in the world. I ran the low-light-level TV sensor on most missions, but that night I was giving on-the-job combat training to Major Ed Coogan. Inside a booth in the gunship’s belly, we sensor operators felt as if we had been given free passes to a shooting gallery. In less than three hours we destroyed 21 and wrecked 15. As that night’s first AC-130 Spectre gunship into Laos, we found trucks everywhere. It looked like curtains for the crew of the lumbering Spectre gunship as the surface-to-air missiles closed in for the kill.
