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...original found aboard one of the ships) swiftly tot up the deflection, angle-bearing and elevation of the rocket launchers. Then, just to make sure, one officer stands on the bridge to double-check the course of the rockets. Last week, as McCoy's Navy plastered everything from ammo dumps to Viet Cong villages in support of Saigon's Operation Franklin, accuracy on all targets ranged from...
...mousetrap play. The U.S. Army captain and the Vietnamese airborne battalion, which he served as adviser, fought their way into a Viet Cong camp near Bong Son one night, only to find the place deserted. Then, at midnight, with the ammo running low, Captain Pete Dawkins, 27, had the V.C. red-dogging in on both flanks. After a quick firefight, Army's 1958 AllAmerica halfback huddled with his assistant, Lieut. Dick McDaniel, a former Nebraska end, and called for a "quick draw"-an artillery barrage from the nearby 1st Air Cavalry Division. That play scored fine, and afterward...
...have permission to hit "source" targets-oil dumps to keep trucks from rolling rather than the trucks themselves or the roads they negotiate, thermal and hydroelectric plants to starve small workshops of power rather than the shops themselves, ammunition factories to cut production rather than smaller, harder-to-hit ammo dumps. The planners maintain that there are more than 50 such targets inviting attack in the North and that they should be hit at least every other day if the U.S. is to effectively impede infiltration of men and supplies. Any such program would require double the number of sorties...
...Viet Nam from the Philippines, only to be ordered back because of lack of dock space for its cargo of rockets, bombs and 175-mm. shells. Last week the ship finally made it, and just in time: the troops at Qui Nhon were running low on 175-mm. ammo...
...shaped firing pits, hauled the dirt away in baskets and camouflaged their labors with brush. Though the camp's 400 montagnard defenders were patrolling assiduously up to ten miles away, no one thought to poke around his own front yard. Into each Communist pit went tidy stacks of ammo, a Chinese automatic rifle at one end, an ugly, snub-snouted 12.5-mm. antiaircraft machine gun at the other. Every emplacement was manned by a single gunner and designed so that he could scuttle quickly between his submachine-gun, trained on the camp, and the antiaircraft gun whenever fighter-bombers...