From the fields about the wreckage of the cars two squads emerged; emerged like wraiths from a fog, emerged, walked, fourteen armed black-clad boys in single file, down the dike road toward Phum Voa Yeav.
The preparation for the takeover of Phum Voa Yeav had been complete enough that, in the absence of NVA support, before night had fallen twice all four hamlets and the village center had been subjugated by Krahom soldiers. Immediately the fence sitters acquiesced to the slogan, “Independence, national sovereignty, self-reliance and revolutionary violence.” Within another day Phum Voa Yeav had fallen under the spell of Wise Little Rabbit, and the village provided Nang and the Krahom with a platoon of stragglers and porters. Phase one, eliminate government control, was complete. Now Nang wo
