I was night crew just about the whole time I was in the Marines. The time for the rocket attacks seemed to be around 2 to 3 am at Da Nang. That is just about the time I was always sitting in a cockpit doing the daily avionics checks on all the aircraft they were always already loaded with their bombs and I was doing the final checks to make sure all electronics were ready for the early morning sorties.
Our sand bagged bomb shelter just outside the hanger. I am on the right.
Ah, night crew, then the distinct pleasure of trying to sleep through the heat of the day. I'd swipe as many fans as I could in our hootch and have them all blasting away at me as I lay there nekkid. Good for a few hours sleep at least.
I remember the avionics guys cursing the radars and Sparrows for not aligning. Now and then they would call and have us swap out a missile. Dunno if it could be told whether it was a radar problem or the missile. Oh well, one more thing to do