Vietnam is a war I have read little about for many years - not since the period was rather in vogue (so far as a war can be) in the mid to late 80s, so I apologise if this review, for what it's worth, misses the bigger picture.
The backdrop to the campaign which Keith Nolan paints is a stifling and uncomfortable one. There is a heavy atmosphere of defeat amongst the Americans against which the Screaming Eagles valiantly struggle. The war was as good as lost, the division had recently paid a shocking price at the infamous Hamburger Hill, the anti-war feeling back home was in full swing, there was pervasive disillusionment and apathy amongst the enlisted men manifested in widespread insubordination, drug use, fragging of officers and an undercurrent of racial tension. Even though the airborne divisions were by now no longer all-volunteer but drawn also from conscripts, their standards of motivation, discipline and effectiveness were still far higher than the average line soldier and their ranks suffered less from the general mailaise at this time. Indeed the book is very good at maintaining the feeling that these were first rate troops fighting against the tide and in a futile situation which was out of their control. Nolan seems to emphasise the soldiers' frustrations that they could have made a difference, and their mission have been a success if only the powers that be had been more committed to the cause in terms of materiel but also in perparedness to take casualties in the wake of Hamburger Hill.
Ripcord was a a fire support base in the A Shau Valley in the north west corner of Vietnam. Bordering Laos, that particular mountainous region was one of the most active throughout the whole war, with very considerable concentrations of NVA troops. I think the theory behind the fire support base was to build hilltop defenses from which to offer artillery support for ground 'combat assault' operations to disrupt supplies and troop concentrations moving south. It was into this crucible that the famous 101st Airborne were inserted in 1970. They were to be extracted somewhat reluctantly four months later, after a gruelling stalemate in the Bastogne tradition.
The story is a day by day account of the siege of Ripcord, describing in vivid detail drawn from fantastically well-researched first-hand accounts the grim, monotonous and futile war of attrition endured by the 101st. Quite simply the Screaming Eagles were surrounded, besieged in an isolated outpost deep in the heart of bandit country. Each day was marked by constant shelling from artillery, mortars and recoilless rifles from invisible positions all around the neighbouring valleys. The Americans would combat-assault a hill at terrific cost, capture and clear it, establish a night defensive position and repel fanatical infiltrations, lobbing grenades and burning out M60 barrels under withering RPG and satchel charge assaults. Lacking the numbers to hold that hill they would then be forced to withdraw and give it up to the enemy. They would return to their firebase for more shelling until the next combat-assault, often on the very same hill either to retake it or else to recover the bodies of their comrades (the Americans were unflinching in their policy to recover their dead).
And that is how the siege wears on, there is little more to tell: combat-assaults follow shelling, with no significant strategic gains or losses. The ammo and supplies are brought in when the shelling permits (and occasionally when it doesn't), the Screaming Eagles keep dying valiantly and pointlessly, displaying typical courage and skill. The other major tension or theme which Nolan explores (aside from the perceived lack of full commitment to enable victory) is the dynamic between the officers and men. Distinctions are drawn between styles of leadership, the motivations of officers (selfish and selfless), the impossible decisions those in command were forced to make on a daily basis.
As an account of a specific battle this book is superb. I'm not sure I would agree with Stephen Ambrose who is quoted in its cover that it is the best account of combat ever written (I think I'm paraphrasing there) - it's no better than E.B.Sledge's 'Old Breed' - but it is certainly very comprehensive.