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By 1LT John F.
Lamm
Editors Note: The OCTOFOIL would like to thank Major John Sewell
and Major Edwin Deagle for their assistance in the preparation of this
article.
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Huey UH-1D almost clipped the treetops as it snaked along a wooded streamline.
Inside the speeding craft, a sergeant sat intently watching the needle on
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It had bobbed hypnotically in the low range for over an hour
when it suddenly leaped to maximum reading.
"Maximum," he told the pilot over the intercom. "Let's check
it out."
The pilot whipped his craft up and around, doubling back over
the same spot. Again the needle made a paroxysmal jump.
"Positive reading," reported the sergeant. The target was confirmed.
The pilot quickly got on his radio to initiate the |
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second stage of the operation.
Bee-like LOH helicopters buzzed low behind the sniffer ship,
hugging quizzically over the suspect area, spreading the nipapalm with their
prop-wash and straining to detect movement.
Out of the corner of his eye, a crew chief saw an arm quickly
emerge from the swaying vegetation and disappear. The chopper slid over the
spot and dipped lower. A burst of AK-47 fire flashed past the chopper. |
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