“There is something shady about him. Is he working for the communists, the nationalists, or those religious nuts, the Hoa Hao?” It was a chaotic time. Groups changed names and affiliations constantly, joining forces and splintering just as easily. The French, whom the Viet had accepted as invincible and nearly as untouchable as demigods, were now kowtowing, fearful of the Japanese, who behaved like the tyrannical Viet nobles. All the factions were throwing their support to one side or the other.
