Word: ghq
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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From besieged Dienbienphu one day last week came a three-letter message: "R.A.S." The letters stood for "Rien à signaler"-French army for "nothing to report"-and this was the first time GHQ had received such a message since the battle started five weeks before. Dienbienphu's tired but resting defenders still had to keep their heads down: Red artillery and mortar observers could note every movement along the shell-pocked valley. There was some heavy skirmishing: a Red commando detachment infiltrated the northern end of the airstrip disused since March 28, and the French could not winkle them...
...slim woman in a blue linen suit spoke into the radiotelephone at French GHQ: "This is Mme. de Castries calling Dienbienphu. Is that you, darling?" In the fortress command post 175 miles away, Colonel de Castries came to the set. Asked Mme. de Castries: "Are you all right, Christian?" Said the colonel: "Never better." Mme. de Castries warned of the coming monsoon: "I hope your raincoat has not been destroyed." The colonel later messaged his wife for razor blades and shaving cream. "He is extremely confident," Mme. de Castries told a London Daily Express reporter. "I know...
Back at Hanoi, French GHQ optimistically noted that Giap's fourth counterattack showed "definite lack of conviction," and the tired, outnumbered French garrison is still given a 50-50 chance to hold Dienbienphu...
...R.C.C. gave Nasser the new title of Military Governor (undisputed boss of the martial law now in effect in Egypt), to go with his ten-day-old title of Premier. But next day more dissension broke out among the Revolutionaries, and the R.C.C. rushed into emergency session at Army GHQ. One member left, muttering: "Naguib wants too much...
...first mission, a strafing run over the Thames estuary, that he forgot to fire at the target. But he soon tasted blood in Russia, flying alongside Stuka bombers as they chopped up Soviet columns. He was vastly enjoying the war when They-the anonymous, know-nothing They which is GHQ to every operational airman-shipped him back to Germany to patrol the North Sea. There Knoke learned that boredom is the first reality of war. He flew 100 patrols over grey, faceless ocean, with scarcely a sight of the British Blenheim bombers that were ranging the German coast...