Word: frontier
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Indo-China adjoins Red China, but the border has never been pegged out. The real frontier is a string of French forts and outposts connected by a road called Route Coloniale No. 4 which winds between steep hills and dense forests. The French Foreign Legionnaires who man the forts say: "The Route Coloniale No. 4 is a road a man travels only once alive." In a bitter five-day battle fought with the Communists last week on Route No. 4, over 3,000 Foreign Legionnaires were trapped...
...forts were to cut off Ho Chi Minh's Viet Minh rebel Communist army from the Chinese Communists. The French plan was to isolate the rebels in the wild hilly country which lies between the frontier and the Red River to the west. By holding the frontier and the good rice lands of the Red River delta the French hoped to starve out the Communists. For a while it looked as if the plan might work. Ho's radio exhorted his supporters to save rice, "every grain as precious as a drop of blood...
Soldiers Who Melt Away. A month ago, French fears materialized. Four Viet Minh battalions attacked Dongkhe (see map), a fort at the north end of the frontier, using antiaircraft guns and 105-mm. artillery, none of which they had had before. The French staff decided to withdraw from Caobang, a fort a few miles to the north of Dongkhe...
...movie starts in a Northern prisoner-of-war camp where a Union captain (Cornel Wilde) is recruiting captured Confederate cavalrymen to serve against the Indians on the Western frontier. A Southern colonel (Joseph Cotten) and the remnants of his troop sign up. Arriving at the frontier post of Fort Thorn, they not only find themselves surrounded by Kiowas and Apaches, but are tempted to treason by undercover Confederate agents. They are also badgered by the fort's Rebel-hating commanding officer (Jeff Chandler), who was disabled at Bull Run, lost his brother at Chancellorsville, and has a lively interest...
...pundits were mum, so was Senhor Vargas. His only campaign promise had been to turn out the ins. The gaúchos of his southern frontier district have a saying: "He can wait like an Indian and plan like a Jesuit." This week Vargas issued no victory cries, no bright new programs. He didn't say a single word. He remained at his bare ranch house at Itu, occasionally went out to putter in his garden...