That happened to me in Nam except I did a barrel roll into a village killing three goats and knocked over a kettle of fish head soup cooking over a fire.
The good news is that diesel from my truck spilled into the fire and caught a VC squadleader on fire. He ran into a hut where they stored the munitions that they were planning on boobytrapping the Ho Chi Min trail with that night and taking out my platoon.
I was a hundred meters down the trail on foot when the whole place blew sky high. Mama san was POd over the soup and threw a machete at me. I ducked just in time to keep from being decapitated. I was lucky it just took off half of my right earlobe. I almost popped a cap in her arse with my 1911 but gave her a break.
I never even got a Purple Heart because the company clerk got stoned and lost the paperwork but I did get a three day pass to Saigon.