Following some odd lead, I wound up Googling Carlos Norman Hathcock, one of the most successful snipers in U.S. military history. He managed to dispatch at least 93 enemy soldiers – those were "confirmed kills"; he estimated the actual toll was three or four times that many.
His most strange success was hitting an enemy sniper in the riflescope; an instant later, the man would have probably squeezed the trigger and, perhaps, killed him first.
In 1967 Hathcock set the record for the
longest sniper kill. He used a
M2 .50 Cal Browning machine gun mounting a telescopic sight at a range of 2,500 yd (2,286 m), killing a
Vietcong guerrilla. The record stood until 1992.
The North Vietnamese army reportedly had a $30,000 bounty on his head.
The antepenultimate paragraph of the article linked Hathcock's military career to mine:
Hathcock's career as a sniper came to a sudden end along Route 1, north of
LZ Baldy in September 1969, when the
amtrack he was riding on, an
LVT-5, struck an
anti-tank mine.
We might have shared the same unlovely hill. I was in and out of a place called LZ Baldy for a few months in 1968, when my platoon was attached to the 175th Engineers. (I think; we were swapped around a lot.) Here's a picture that looks familiar, for people on LiveJournal.
Following some odd lead, I wound up Googling Carlos Norman Hathcock, one of the most successful snipers in U.S. military history. He managed to dispatch at least 93 enemy soldiers – those were "confirmed kills"; he estimated the actual toll was three or four times that many.
His most strange success was hitting an enemy sniper in the riflescope; an instant later, the man would have probably squeezed the trigger and, perhaps, killed him first.
In 1967 Hathcock set the record for the longest sniper kill. He used a M2 .50 Cal Browning machine gun mounting a telescopic sight at a range of 2,500 yd (2,286 m), killing a Vietcong guerrilla. The record stood until 1992.
The North Vietnamese army reportedly had a $30,000 bounty on his head.
The antepenultimate paragraph of the article linked Hathcock's military career to mine:
Hathcock's career as a sniper came to a sudden end along Route 1, north of LZ Baldy in September 1969, when the amtrack he was riding on, an LVT-5, struck an anti-tank mine.
We might have shared the same unlovely hill. I was in and out of a place called LZ Baldy for a few months in 1968, when my platoon was attached to the 175th Engineers. (I think; we were swapped around a lot.) Here's a picture that looks familiar, for people on LiveJournal.
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http://www.donutdolly.com/575
Ah, memories. Can't say I miss the place.
Joe