Word: convoying
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...Time Color Network," but who's counting? Next fall, from 7:30 to 11, seven nights a week, NBC will be kaleidoscopically ablaze with 14 old shows and 13 new. Then the only off-color notes will be sounded by I Dream of Jeannie for a half-hour, Convoy for an hour, and an occasional feature film. Jeannie will have light grey hair, because Jeannie is a genie, and getting her out of a bottle is a ponderous camera trick in color; Convoy will be deflowered because it incorporates black-and-white wartime film clips. Otherwise the prime-time...
...German sneers. When they are bogged down in the sand, he refuses to dig. When he begins to unbend and reaches under a seat to offer an injured man a first-aid kit, they clobber him unconscious. Shirtless and wearing German army caps, they join a German troop convoy and narrowly escape disaster when a French P.W. in the convoy recognizes one of the fugitives (France's singing idol, Charles Aznavour) as a countryman. Later, in one fine funny scene, the Frenchmen push the car out of a ditch with their captive at the wheel and gape helplessly...
...stage repeated bombing raids on all North Viet Nam's war-supply depots and routes known to us; and why not wreck Red China's nuclear-arms facilities?" As the week wore on, the News proposed for good measure that the U.S. give "Chiang Kai-shek convoy and air help for his long-planned invasion of mainland China...
Before long, "suppressive fire" became something else. Not waiting to be shot at, U.S. jets began blasting Red targets-mainly along Route 7, the principal convoy link from Communist North Viet Nam to the Pathet Lao, and along the Ho Chi Minh trail, over which North Viet Nam feeds men and material into South Viet Nam (see map). Though aided by Laotian-flown propeller-driven T-28s, bases in South Viet Nam and elsewhere supplied U.S.-manned F-105 Thunderchiefs-one of the hottest, meanest items in the U.S. Air Force inventory, capable of lifting twenty-six 565-lb. bombs...
This book is filled with vivid and Kafkaesque vignettes. In one convoy of prisoners was a Lithuanian who had deserted from the Red army. At a screening point, "the Lithuanian was to stay where he was-to be shot, he thought. When we were led away, he started playing furiously on a piano which had been left standing by the road." Each morning, at a prison camp where Von Lehndorff worked, the dead -stripped naked by the living-were stacked outside the barracks. One man was brought into the camp hospital "so covered with lice that you could compare...