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That was not enough to knock the Reds out of their camouflaged bunkers, so in came Captain Doan Kim Long, 27, and his battalion to mount a classical infantry charge. Long, who wears French wrap-around sunglasses, a lavender scarf and a khaki beret, deployed his men in a shallow V with himself at the point. With the battalion bugle blaring, the Vietnamese raced across 75 yds. of open ground, straight through their pinned-down comrades, hurling grenades into the Viet Cong bunkers and gunning down the Reds when they tried to escape. Long's men lost only three killed and 27 wounded in the charge, but before the day was out the South Vietnamese had killed 356 of the enemy. Highland Fling. The Americans were getting in their licks too. Up in the Central Highlands near the Cambodian border, elements of the U.S. 4th Infantry Division killed 225 Viet Cong and North Vietnamese in a series of fulminating fire fights after the Reds had ambushed two of its companies. B-52 bombers from Guam plastered the Red positions with pinpoint accuracy, while the men of the 4th fought their way out of the hole. All told, it was one of the war's bloodiest weeks to date, and the blood was predominantly from the other side.