Late summer-autumn 1968: Kurtz's patrols in the highlands were coming under frequent ambush.
The camp started falling apart.

November: Kurtz orders the assassination of three Vietnamese men and one woman. Two of the men
were colonels in the South Vietnamese army.
Enemy activity in his old sector dropped off to nothing. Guess he must have hit the right four people.
The army tried one last time to bring him back into
the fold. And if he pulled over, it all would have been forgotten. But he kept going, and he kept winning it
his way. So they called me in.

They lost him. He was gone. Nothing but rumors and rambling intelligence, mostly from captured VC.
The VC knew his name by now, and they were scared
of him. He and his men were playing hit and run all the way into Cambodia.