THE WALL OF FACES

DEAR STAFF SERGEANT ARBEIT,
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AS AN ARMY SPECIAL FORCES GRUNT. REST IN PEACE.

Marty taught me a lot. I was the junior American on his final mission
SFC Don Downum US Army Ret

The following is a narrative of SSGT Martin I. Arbeit’s final mission taken from the Special Forces History website: SSGT Arbeit was Killed in Action while on an operation in Laos. Arbeit was a “straphanger” (not a regular member of the unit) from his platoon to the Bru (indigenous fighters) platoon of Company A on a raid mission code named Tall Timber. The 1-0 (one zero) was Bellofatto, 1-1 (one-one) was M. Arbeit, 1-2 (one-two) was M. Jordan, 1-3 (one-three) was S. Snyder, 1-4 (one-four) was Downum, and 1-5 (one-five) was Witner, an attached medic from the dispensary. There were 18 Bru as well. That mission was to be raid and like a number of other targets it turned out to be based on bad intelligence: there was no target. A common joke at CCN was about "truck parks that were actually "tree parks.” Once we confirmed that there was no target the system went into its usual secondary mission, “as long as you’re in there, start looking around.” I believe that we were in Laos for about 3-4 days when covey gave us an update which included a message prefaced with "Saigon says.” Based on the content, this type of message was obviously derived from radio intercepts and rattled the powers that be in Saigon. The content was that the NVA knew that we were there but were ordered not to make contact with us but to see what we were up to. Twenty four people, as any recon man will attest are simply too big to conceal and as any SFer knows is too small to put up much of a fight (without air support). At this time I remember jokingly saying that if Saigon would tell us what frequency the NVA were on we could tell them that we weren’t anxious to make contact either in that portion of the Tchepone map sheet. It was a day or two later in the midmorning that shots came from the front of our patrol. What happened was as the point man turned a corner there were two NVA leaning against a tree and resting. The point man immediately opened fire killing one and probably wounding the other who, nonetheless managed to run around the nearby next bend. On hearing the shots Arbeit, who was near the front, without calling for a cover, rushed past the point man, past the dead NVA, and around the bend where he ran into either the wounded NVA or others. At this point Arbeit was hit by two rounds, one to the torso and as he fell back another that hit next to the scrotum. As doc Whitner rushed to assist, and Bellofatto tried to raise covey on the radio and declare a Prairie Fire, Snyder and I started to get the men into a defensive position. We placed prepared explosives on some trees and made a clearing big enough for ladders to be used. We had a bit of a fire fight until the extraction package arrived (covey, chase ship, 2 Cobras, and 4 extraction slicks with ladders). After working the Cobras around our position the first slick came in. As it pulled out with a number of Bru on the ladder, it was hit and crashed a short distance away. While Bellofatto, Snyder, and Downum took some Bru and went to recover men from the downed slick, I worked the Cobras. This was probably the battalion which we had been warned about as I could at times actually hear (presumably) officers and NCOs hollering orders in an evident effort to direct the troops into sweeping maneuvers and/or attack formations. At the crash site the two dead from the crash, the pilot and one Bru, were hooked up to Stabo (extraction harness) lines and they were pulled out. The package then had to return to the nearest rearm/refuel point, but by now I had 2 A-1Es overhead. I was working a second pair of A-1Es when the three teammates returned from the crash site with the copilot, crew chief, and door gunner and said that they cleared the KY (voice encryption) device and removed the door guns/ammo. The Cobras were the first ones back with covey and now they had also grabbed two more Cobras (enroute who were somewhat confused by the code words that directed them to "follow us into Laos”), so we were working 4 of them as the rest of the package arrived. The NVA were stubborn and had actually been firing at the Cobras and A-1s after they passed over which did not amuse the pilots. At any rate with the A-1s and Cobras on hand for the rest of the extraction went as well as could be expected while under fire and there were no further casualties. As we were enroute back to the MLT (Mobile Launch Team) the Air Force dropped napalm on the downed chopper. This is the best that I can recollect from that day. (By M. Jordan) [Taken from specialforceshistory.com]

Marty was my best friend in my last year of high school.We were Army kids, and the two of us used to cycle & hike through the forests and hills of Germany, where our fathers were stationed. One of us was an expert in estimating distance traveled; the other an expert in determining the direction of travel. Trouble was, neither of us could remember who had what skill!

There were situations calling for bravery from Marty in his high school days, and I do mean out right guts and manliness. He followed through to the end.

Dear SSGT Martin Irving Arbeit, Sir

As a fellow North Carolinian, I would like to thank you for your service and for your sacrifice made on behalf of our wonderful country. The youth of today could gain much by learning of heroes such as yourself, men and women whose courage and heart can never be questioned.

May God allow you to read this, and may He allow me to someday shake your hand when I get to Heaven to personally thank you.

With respect, and the best salute a civilian can muster for you, Sir

Curt Carter (son of Sgt. Ardon William Carter, 101st Airborne, February 4, 1966, South Vietnam)