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...each mission-one carrying two Starlight snipers or spotters and the other loaded with rockets or miniguns. "We'll get an intelligence report that the Cong are likely to bring some goods down one of their supply routes," says the 1st Infantry Division's Sergeant Leonard Knipe. "So we go after them, zipping up and down the trail with our lights off, both scope men studying every inch of ground below us, as though it were day. As soon as we see something, the lead chopper informs the other ship, we wheel around...
...almost fully extended, holding the barrel, and the right hand snaps off the shot. The gunner keeps both eyes open and on the top of the target, since most shooters instinctively shoot low. He does not aim. "That's a dirty word around here," says a Benning sergeant...
Rape, Murder & Life. Typical is the recent case of Marine Sergeant Charles Wilkerson. While on patrol, he disappeared into the bushes with a suspected V.C. prisoner. Two shots were heard; Wilkerson returned alone. Hours later, another Marine patrol came across the body of the prisoner, his hands still tied behind his back. Within two months, Wilkerson was before a general court-martial, charged with murder. He admitted the shooting, but claimed he had been ordered to do it. Testified Wilker son: "The lieutenant said: 'Pull out of the column and kill him.' " One other member of the patrol...
...most Japanese, World War II ended in 1945. Not, however, for Sergeant Itō Masashi, a machine gunner in the Imperial Army. Separated from his unit during the American invasion of Guam in July 1944, Itō fled with two comrades into the jungle-and hid there until 1960, convinced throughout that a Japanese task force would soon arrive to drive the enemy away. This book is his account of his 16-year struggle in the jungle and his torment upon return. It is disjointed in places, and it suffers somewhat from a translator bent on changing...
...Nicklaus, Palmer and Billy Casper. Then out for the last round came the four contenders-and a physiognomist could have picked the winner. Fleckman was visibly nervous; Arnie was intent; Casper stood trancelike on the first tee, gazing vacantly at the sky. Nicklaus was smiling and strutting like a sergeant major...