Visiting the sacred place - Tuc Dup in July
During 128 days and nights (from the night of November 16, the early morning of November 17, 1968, to March 24, 1969), the US Army continuously deployed hundreds of air raids by helicopter, "dropping" bombs on Tuc Dup and surrounding areas.
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| Memories of wartime. |
Groups of B52 aircraft tried to drop cluster bombs on the hill, creating terrible "fire storms."
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| The US 175mm self-propelled artillery field at the foot of Tuc Dup hill in the 128 - day and night battle. |
The US military bombed at night and used long-range artillery shells, flamethrowers, ball bombs, toad mines, beard mines, petrol bombs, oil bombs... on the hill during the day.
In addition, they also used machine guns to shoot at drums containing toxic chemicals dropped from helicopters so that the poison could be released, following the wind, and crept into the nooks and crannies of the cave to consume our forces.
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| The stone path on the hillside. |
The relationship of forces was unequal, lacking in all aspects. Still, with strong determination, and mainly thanks to the loving care of the people in Tri Ton, our troops were determined to fight, taking advantage of the cliffs and caves, hand-made grenades, and rifles, causing many injuries to the American forces.
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| July, the color of the phoenix, is a heroic red. |
Wind of Peace
The war has receded. Tuc Dup, from a bare hill, without traces of life due to war bombs, has become a national historical relic, an ideal tourist destination of the Mekong Delta region. Here, there are still vestiges of a glorious time of our army and people, especially the agencies of the An Giang Provincial Party Committee and Tri Ton District Party Committee, such as Hall C6, Tuyen Huan cave, Provincial Party Committee cave, logistics cave, military medicine cave, Dien May 6 cave, Vo Nam Kiem cave...
Tuc Dup still stands proudly as a historical witness of the heroic struggle of the army and people of An Giang, a shining symbol of revolutionary heroism, the unyielding and indomitable will of the Vietnamese people.
After 55 years, Tuc Dup has transformed into a red address, a place to educate patriotic and revolutionary traditions for many Vietnamese generations.
Since April of that year, this place has always been gentle and firm in overcoming the past of pain and loss. Standing below, looking up high, far away, each cliff is bulky, craggy, piled on each other, invincible to the blue sky.
Today and forever, thousands of deep wounds have been covered with happiness. Countless trees, tall grasses, growing close to cover the whole hill, swaying to welcome the sun. Innumerable flowers - multi-colored herbs love life, emitting a sweet fragrance, adorning the stone like an endless oil painting.
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| Entrance to the hill. |
Over the years, with the investors' support, Tuc Dup has put on a new color and life, welcoming thousands of visitors and admiring the charming beauty from many generations with many fictional anecdotes or the legend of the hill.
The mysterious zigzag granite cave system, step inside to feel all the harmonious memories that have nurtured and lit up brave hearts over the years. The more they crept into the cave's courtyard, visitors also discovered many mysteries that they thought only existed in distant legends.
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| In July, return to Tuc Dup - a sacred place on War Invalids and Martyrs Day. |
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| Footsteps of the young generation on the top of the sacred hill. |
From the glorious past to the holy present
Seventy-six years since Invalids and Martyrs' Day, let's each come to this place to witness the change, reflect on the sacrifices of generations past, to allow ourselves to leave an unforgettable feeling.
Look to the past and the future to live a responsible life. Light sunset, standing on the top of the hill watching the sun quietly fall to the west, listening to the wind blowing into the heart of the day of Invalids and Martyrs' Day non-stop.
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| Nhìn về quá khứ hào hùng trên ngọn đồi vĩ đạiLooking back to the glorious past of the great hill. |
Turning your eyes to that place, the Phung Hoang Son mountain range is quiet and majestic but contains the power of thousands of years. Rare beauties like this always exist and open their doors to welcome visitors to hear the whispering stories of the mountains and forests telling the tragic stories in the days of July with so many emotions overflowing.
