Not only did American and  Allied forces have to contend with an enemy they couldn’t see in a foreign land (foreign in every aspect), along with the mud, rain, mosquitoes et al, they had to keep their heads on pivot for these giant cats! I personally don’t agree with  this type of hunting for “sport.” But as we know all’s fair in love and war;  when the only  options  were  to kill or be killed, the hunter had to become  the hunted. 

Thank you to all of our Vietnam vets. Rawr!