Their faces were daubed with red, black, green and white war paint, their heads shorn except for a scalp lock. They squatted and waited before an incongruous background : a flying field in the smiling English hills. There were 13 men in this unique parachute unit twelve Apaches, Mohaves, Navahos, Creeks, Blackfeet, Hopis, and one youngster from Brooklyn who "had become a tribesman by the ancient ceremonial of cutting a finger and mingling his blood with that of an Apache. Beyond the standard paratrooper's armament, they carried the most bizarre equipment ever seen in modern Europe, including nylon garrotes made...
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