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Boiling Ants. In this dark, watery world, the enemy lurks like a predatory pike, seldom visible, forever poised for the kill. Both the black-pajamaed guerrilla and the khaki-uniformed Viet Minh regular from the North have become increasingly sophisticated and determined fighters. At la Drang, Major General Harry W. O. Kinnard, commander of the Army's 1st Cavalry Division (Airmobile), marveled at the way the Viet Minh hardhats "came boiling off those hills like ants and pushed their attack right through our artillery, tactical air and small-arms fire-in broad daylight. It was eloquent testimony that this...
...super Catlings that can deliver up to 6,000 rounds of 7.62 mm. slugs a minute. Flying in increasingly widening circles, one Puff can slash a swatch of jungle to salad in moments. At Tuy An it did the trick. The attacking Communists-hard-core troops judging by their khaki uniforms, steel helmets and leather webbing-pulled back with heavy losses...
...Platoon of B Company found itself under such severe shelling from mortars that it was soon forced up a fingerlike slope-apart from the rest of the battalion and in the very midst of the enemy. Finally taking refuge on a narrow ledge, the isolated platoon fired at the khaki-clad North Vietnamese attackers from as close as five to ten feet. Sergeant Clyde Savage stood up to blast down three of them, found to his horror that his automatic rifle was empty. "I didn't know what to do," he recalls, "so I just said...
...normally clogged with traffic, only an occasional bullock cart lumbers by, while convoys of steel-helmeted Dipo-negoro division units from Sumatra and colorful Kommando Para Raiders from Djakarta in bright vermilion berets race past the empty paddies in armored cars and trucks. In Solo, Moslem student groups in khaki shirts and peaked caps help the army patrol the streets...
...camp rules against trading, he gets his: watches, rings, or the shirt off another prisoner's back-anything he can buy low and sell high through corrupt Japanese guards who have connections in Singapore's black market. While senior officers mope around in rags, King wears spruce khaki laundered by hired flunkies. Those who serve him may hate him, but they seldom die of malnutrition; and King measures out his hoarded foodstuffs so shrewdly that the odor of two pan-fried eggs can provoke a moral crisis. Actor George Segal makes King a thoroughgoing conman-all smiles...