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Bad Motherfucker - MSgt Roy Benavidez, US Army

Posted on 01 December 2015

Tell me again what a bad day you've been having. 

When President Ronald Reagan awarded the Medal of Honor to Master Sergeant Roy Benavidez, he said "If the story of his heroism were a movie script, you would not believe it."

 

One Bad Motherfucker

Born in Cuero, TX in 1935 to a Mexican-American father and a Yaqui Indian mother, it wasn't long before life got rough. When he was two, dad died of Tuberculosis. When he was seven, mom died of Tuberculosis. He and his brother moved in with grandpa and grandma, and lived with eight other cousins. 

At fifteen, Roy stopped attending school to work full time. Already his attendance had been sporadic, due to odd jobs shining shoes and working on farms out of state. Then in 1952, at 17, he enlisted in the Texas National Guard. In 1955, he went active duty. In '59, he went Airborne. Then 5th Special Forces Group. 

In 1965 he was deployed to Vietnam as an advisor to an ARVN regiment. On a routine patrol, hee stepped on a landmine, and was medavc'd.

 

Getting Tough

Doctors at Fort Sam Houston told Benavidez he would never walk again. Coming home to a country that featured flag burnings, protests, and media criticism of US presence in Vietnam lit a fire within him.

Going against his Doctor's orders, Benavidez took it upon himself to learn how to walk again. Late at night, cheered on by his fellow soldiers sporting missing limbs, Roy slumped out of bed onto the floor, and used his chin and elbows to crawl over to the wall, where he would prop himself up and try to stand. 

He started by wiggling his toes. After several months of excruciating effort, which often left him in tears (as stated in his MoH acceptance speech), he was able to push himself up the wall using his ankles and legs.

A year later, Roy walked out of the hospital with his wife by his side. 

And went back to Vietnam.

 

"Get Us the Hell Out of Here!"


On May 2, 1968, a 12-man Special Forces patrol, including 9 Montagnard tribesmen, was inserted in a dense jungle area west of Loc Ninh, to gather intelligence about large enemy movements. After a short period of time on the ground, the patrol 
was engaged and surrounded by a 1,000 man NVA infantry battalion. Outnumbered almost 50 to 1, they called for extraction. 

Three flights went in and were turned back by withering small arms and ant-aircraft fire. As the helicopters landed to offload wounded crew members and assess damage, Benavidez heard the call for help. So Roy hopped on one of the medevac birds to get into the fray. Knowing that many were killed and most of the patrol were severely wounded, he directed the bird to a clearing about 75 meters from the patrol, where he jumped off the hovering bird and sprinted under fire to the team. 

Armed with only a combat knife and a medkit, Roy was shot in the face, left leg, and head before reaching the team. Despite this, he reorganized the patrol and directed fire against enemy emplacements, allowing a follow-on medevac bird to get in. He personally carried or dragged half the patrol members to the helicopter. 

Then he provided covering fire by running next to the bird as it lifted off. Enemy fire intensified.

Roy was wounded a total of 37 times during the next six hours, including multiple gunshot wounds, shrapnel, and he was even bayonetted by an NVA soldier. There's nothing more frightening for an infantryman than having to turn your 500 yard accurate rifle into a fucking spear.

As Roy headed to recover the team leader's body and intel documents, he was severely wounded in the abdomen by small arms fire, and grenade shrapnel in his back.

 

In the Shit. 


As Roy was wounded again, the medevac pilot was killed. The helicopter made a hard landing in the clearing, and Roy maneuvered, bloody as hell, to the crash site, helping the wounded off the bird and organizing a perimeter. He moved between wounded soldiers, directing fire, giving water, and resupplying ammunition. Despite his overwhelming wounds, he began directing tactical air strikes and close air support.

As the enemy fire intensified even more, Roy was again wounded in the thigh by small arms fire. 

The next medevac bird came in. Benavidez took wounded to the bird and headed back to the perimeter. On his second trip, he was forced to kill an NVA soldier with his bare hands after the guy clubbed him in his already shot-up face and skull. On a third trip, he shot two enemy soldiers who were positioning themselves to ambush the helicopter at an angle Benavidez could tell the door gunner wouldn't be able to engage. 

He carried the remaining wounded to the helicopter, then went back for classified documents, which he gathered, the collapsed on the helicopter.

 

I'm Not Dead Yet

When the bird got back to FOB Loc Ninh, Benavide had appeared to succumb to his wounds. He was placed into a body bag next to his dead comrades, and as the doctor started zipping the bag, Roy gathered every last bit of strength that he had and spit in his face

That's one bad motherfucker. Give him one. 

Here is MSgt Benavidez's Medal of Honor citation:

Master Sergeant (then Staff Sergeant) Roy P. BENAVIDEZ United States Army, distinguished himself by a series of daring and extremely valorous actions on 2 May 1968 while assigned to Detachment B56, 5th Special Forces Group (Airborne), 1st Special Forces, Republic of Vietnam.

On the morning of 2 May 1968, a 12-man Special Forces Reconnaissance Team was inserted by helicopters of the 240th Assault Helicopter Company in a dense jungle area west of Loc Ninh, Vietnam to gather intelligence information about confirmed large-scale enemy activity. This area was controlled and routinely patrolled by the North Vietnamese Army. After a short period of time on the ground, the team met heavy enemy resistance, and requested emergency extraction. Three helicopters attempted extraction, but were unable to land due to intense enemy small arms and anti-aircraft fire.

Sergeant BENAVIDEZ was at the Forward Operating Base in Loc Ninh monitoring the operation by radio when these helicopters, of the 240th Assault Helicopter Company, returned to off-load wounded crew members and to assess aircraft damage. Sergeant Benavidez voluntarily boarded a returning aircraft to assist in another extraction attempt. Realizing that all the team members were either dead or wounded and unable to move to the pickup zone, he directed the aircraft to a nearby clearing where he jumped from the hovering helicopter, and ran approximately 75 meters under withering small arms fire to the crippled team.

Prior to reaching the team's position he was wounded in his right leg, face, and head. Despite these painful injuries, he took charge, repositioning the team members and directing their fire to facilitate the landing of an extraction aircraft, and the loading of wounded and dead team members. He then threw smoke canisters to direct the aircraft to the team's position. Despite his severe wounds and under intense enemy fire, he carried and dragged half of the wounded team members to the awaiting aircraft. He then provided protective fire by running alongside the aircraft as it moved to pick up the remaining team members. As the enemy's fire intensified, he hurried to recover the body and classified documents on the dead team leader.

When he reached the leader's body, Sergeant BENAVIDEZ was severely wounded by small arms fire in the abdomen and grenade fragments in his back. At nearly the same moment, the aircraft pilot was mortally wounded, and his helicopter crashed. Although in extremely critical condition due to his multiple wounds, Sergeant Benavidez secured the classified documents and made his way back to the wreckage, where he aided the wounded out of the overturned aircraft, and gathered the stunned survivors into a defensive perimeter. Under increasing enemy automatic weapons and grenade fire, he moved around the perimeter distributing water and ammunition to his weary men, reinstilling in them a will to live and fight. Facing a buildup of enemy opposition with a beleaguered team, Sergeant BENAVIDEZ mustered his strength, began calling in tactical air strikes and directed the fire from supporting gunships to suppress the enemy's fire and so permit another extraction attempt.

He was wounded again in his thigh by small arms fire while administering first aid to a wounded team member just before another extraction helicopter was able to land. His indomitable spirit kept him going as he began to ferry his comrades to the craft. On his second trip with the wounded, he was clubbed from behind by an enemy soldier. In the ensuing hand-to-hand combat, he sustained additional wounds to his head and arms before killing his adversary. He then continued under devastating fire to carry the wounded to the helicopter. Upon reaching the aircraft, he spotted and killed two enemy soldiers who were rushing the craft from an angle that prevented the aircraft door gunner from firing upon them. With little strength remaining, he made one last trip to the perimeter to ensure that all classified material had been collected or destroyed, and to bring in the remaining wounded.

Only then, in extremely serious condition from numerous wounds and loss of blood, did he allow himself to be pulled into the extraction aircraft, Sergeant BENAVIDEZS' gallant choice to join voluntarily his comrades who were in critical straits, to expose himself constantly to withering enemy fire, and his refusal to be stopped despite numerous severe wounds, saved the lives of at least eight men. His fearless personal leadership, tenacious devotion to duty, and extremely valorous actions in the face of overwhelming odds were in keeping with the highest traditions of the military service, and reflect the utmost credit on him and the United States Army.

Now watch the video of his speech about this trash and do some fucking pull ups.

 

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