Harrison is a born story teller. There is excitement, suspense, and humor in this account of the life of a FAC. They were a small group of dedicated pilots flying lightly armed prop-driven aircrafts in South Vietnam. Considered to be the eyes and ears of the attack aircraft, their job was to fly low and slow, find, fix, and direct airstrikes against an elusive enemy concealed by the heavy rainforest and jungles, an area the FACs referred to as “the Green Square”. The flying scenes are riveting: learning to fly the maneuverable Bronco, clearing in the “fast-movers” to drop massive 750-lb bombs without causing injury to the “friendlies”, and conducting covert operation into Cambodia---“over the fence with the mad men in the green beanies”. On one of these secret missions, he is shot down and spends a harrowing night in the jungle.
FACs lived with the troops in the field and flew from unimproved airstrips; they virtually controlled the aerial battlefields of South Vietnam. Their losses were staggering and they usually died alone.