Dear Diary:
We attack at 0630 hours. The cowardly Indians are skulking in their camp, snoring away. Their sentries' guard will be down at this twilight time. What fools the Indians are - placing their telephone lines out there in the open! Our Great Chairman had said, "Attack with swiftness and drive fear into the Rajputs' hearts." and so we shall.
Colonel Chin had ordered that we cut around the Indians with the cover of darkness. The stupid Indians had defended the five bridges, but they don't know that we will cross the shallow river with our boots alone. I had already polished and checked my Type 56 a half dozen times - my life will depend on it soon. I can already hear our mortar fire, pouring punishment down onto those bastardly Indians. Oh, we will vanquish them, we will severely punish them for intruding upon the sacred soil of the People's Republic!
From here, I can see the Indian camp is already ablaze. Geysers of water rocketed up from the Namka Chu as our shells smashed into it. The ground is vibrating. Soon, we will be ordered to march. With our fire support, we will cross the October River, ambush those cowardly Indians, and our bullets will hurt them, hurt them badly. We will drive them from Namka Chu once and for all!
Lieutenant Koh is assembling our forces. I must go. If I come back alive, I will celebrate with my friends and then go and reclaim more of our lost territory; if I die, I will be forever remembered as a matyr that fought bravely against the Indian invaders.
Staff Sergeant Chuang
20 October, 1962
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