As I recall we walked out of one of the bases in the area that may have been LZ Sandra. We were patrolling. We made it a good way out and decided to set up for the night. I remember the spot where I sat up had a couple of big boulders. That was perfect because there was an opening you could see thru to an open area with some kind of road. We draped our ponchos on the back side of the boulders for shelter where they couldn't be seen. It started storming but we were nice and dry under our shelter behind the boulders. Sometime after dark we got the word that there was a typhoon on the way and we had to head to a base camp. We all thought, "Here we go, night march, very dangerous." It was so dark, it was like being in a cave with no lights. The only time you could see was when the lightning flashed. So as to not get separated you had to hold onto the man in front of you. This was like a force march. The only time we slowed down was when we had to cross the streams, which had turned to rivers because of the storms. Men had to swim across with a rope and tie it off. That was how we had to swim across or be swept away by the water. When we made it to a base camp of course we surprised them and they opened fire on us. And of course we opened fire on them. How no one got hit, I’ll never know. Everyone realized it was G.I's firing on us by the color of the tracer rounds. Everybody yelled cease fire!   Then we went into the base camp.  Once in the camp, we were assigned a section of the perimeter and remained there for the entirety of the storm.