INDOCHINA
Within the straw-matting hut lay one hundred French Union prisoners, their skin drawn taut across their ribs. Their feet were cut and swollen; their complexions were jaundiced; their eyeballs were ghastly white and the men had difficulty focusing their sight. Many of the prisoners had festering sores that crawled with swarming flies. "My God, they look awful," said a French officer who saw them. "They are like men from a second Buckenwald," cried the skipper of a French LSM.
The skeleton-men were 63 French, 27 Foreign Legion and ten Vietnamese survivors of...
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