Then he would bring it back and our squad
heard the latest hits. He would go inside the battalion all datasets area and he'd get cards and things. This guy was a real gangbuster, man, I mean, he kept the morale for the whole squad, you know. He was point man. You know, like a scout. In fact, he was so nutty that not only our squad liked him but the whole platoon liked him. And then he got caught one night, man, they could have shot him for that shit. They call it sandbagging.
Somebody walked by, a sergeant who was checking or something. Then the boot lieutenant, he kind of dug Kam because sometimes Kam stole shit and took it to him. He didn't do anything but warn him, you know. Gave him an official warning, smiled at him, you know - "Poor Kam, don't do that no more" - give him a pat on the back, you know. He could have got shot for that.

He was endangering the lives of everybody
Good old lieutenant. He was boot. He was sandbagging too. We get an order to go across some fucking waters. Charlie's shooting at us from the other side. Guy says, "Look, go overside there, we got the order." We were sitting and looking at the bullets coming over across the river, and we got the order to go across that. "I ain't going across that river," the lieutenant said. He radioed back that we were over there. But when the risk is deep, man, then fuck it. I saw Kam do something once. I saw him shoot an old lady. Kill her. I didn't dig that too much.