Guns carried by USAF in Vietnam
On my Trash-hauler (C7 Caribou) tour I was stationed at Cam Ranh Bay. I remember well the huge rats. They were only slightly more fearsome than the cockroaches.
We pilots were authorized the S&W .38. We served the Special Forces' remote camps so we were able to readily trade for other guns. I wound up with two Colt Government Models, one from a USArmy captain at Xuan Loc. That's 'nother story. I always had one in an Army shoulder holster, with 7 magazines in my flight suit pockets.
Our Flight Engineers were authorized the M16 or M79 grenade launcher. All the ones I remembered were M16s. Many of us, including me, carried a small rucksack with survival stuff. A number of us, including me, kept hand grenades in them. Probably not very safe, but it felt good.
I also wrangled a Thompson from a Special Forces A-team troop. It had a '28 lower and the M1A1 upper. I kept it in my hootch. The NVA loved to entertain us with their loverly 122mm rockets. Being pilots, we climbed up on the roofs to watch while lamenting that we didn't have anything to shoot back.
I touched the Thompson only once on base. One night the rocket entertainment began and we all ran for the roofs as usual. Now, this was just after we had evacuated Cambodian troops to US coastal bases for medical attention. Cam Ranh had a big hospital so many of them went there. One of the flight surgeons was a buddy of mine and he dragged me over to the wards to see "something." That turned out to be the Cambodians WITH ARVN ID'S ON THEIR CHARTS! Wouldn't want to contradict Tricky Dick when he said we were NOT in Cambodia! I, like a lot of other pilots, must have been using defective navigation charts.
Moving on, the NVA knew the patients were Cambodians and staged a raid to kill them, but also to embarrass the US with the truth.
Sooo, there we were on our roofs or walls enjoying the fireworks when we noticed people running through the blacked-out streets. Our guys, certainly, running for, uh, running for . . .
NOT GI's! NVA! Running between our hootches! I did a Superman leap off the roof and scrambled into my hootch, stomping a few cockroaches along the way, dug my Thompson out of the hole I was hiding it in and ran to the wall where a number of other astute pilots had stationed themselves with M16s.
The NVA was not in the least interested in us on this trip, though we were high-value targets. They ran to the hospital and tossed grenades into the tents hoping to kill Cambodians!
We got to stay up all night watching and listening to all the excitement. I don't recall any pilot firing a single shot. After all, we were not exactly in hardened bunkers. Drawing unwanted attention might also draw a toss of some of the NVA's highly respected noisy toys.
Somehow our squadron commander, a WWII vet and a man who could extinguish the fires of h&*l with a glance, found out about my Thompson. I was treated to one of his highly UNdesired closed-door meetings, just him and me. It was a nice chat . . .. Interestingly, he said NOTHING about courts martial, handcuffs or having me dragged behind an aircraft on takeoff. It was more along the line of "there are better guns available." Did he know how many pilots had guns in their hootches? He was NOT a stupid man. Perhaps he saw the value of us high-value targets having our own toys to play with.
I don't remember seeing any TAC Airlift pilots with guns from home.
On my fighter-bomber tour I was stationed at Korat, Thailand. Again, the issue gun was the S&W .38. Here I did see a number of pilots carrying their own guns. All the ones I remember were blue S&W .357s. The base was a tad more restrictive about keeping guns in our quarters (air conditioned with a four channel TV!), and I don't remember anyone who did. Of course, it was much less likely the the NVA might come over to play.
Besides, the only real purpose for a fighter pilot to carry a side arm was that it made us feel better.
Heh.