I read the "Tunnels of Cu Chi" about 30 years ago and the hair on the back of my neck stands up when I think about it. I'm a little claustrophobic anyway so I start breathing hard thinking about dropping down into that hole with a flashlight and a handgun. I knew a Vet that used a german shephard for sniffing out tunnels. He said sometimes his dog would go into the tunnels and find a rice or food cache and not want to come out. He would have to crawl into the tunnel himself to retrieve his dog. His dog was his most important friend. Funny thing is the guy was 6 foot 7 and a tight fit in the tunnels. Salt Flat