|
War is hell. Especially wars of choice.
My army friend told me one story about the Marines. He was deployed with the Army National Guard on convoy duty when one of the humvees broke down. The commander decided to stop the entire convoy for this one humvee which made a lot of the soldiers real anxious about getting bombed or shot at. So they call in the Marines. They waited for about an hour when all of a sudden, a dull rumble starts being felt under their feet. The sound of helicopter rotors filled the air. The ground started rumbling almost like an earthquake, when all of a sudden, the fucking Marines arrive, in full battle formation. Tanks, APCs, with helicopter air cover. Iraqi civilians hearing the approaching marines start panicking trying to get the fuck out of their way and out of sight. These guys shoot first, ask questions later. I have to say, that's fucking bad ass. Still anti-war though 
On another note, when I had an army girlfriend, I was always hanging out at the barracks in Fort Bliss. Met a lot of cool soldiers, and met some who were simply, fucked up in the head. Utterly fucked up in the head. One in particular told me how his M1-Abrams tank got hit by a 120mm artillery shell converted into an IED and how the only thing he could do was brace for it when he intuitively heard the "click" of the detonator. Flipped the tank right over, killing his mates. I could see why he was so fucked in the head, all drugged out, beating on his girlfriend, having nightmares, and shit. Think they kicked him out..
___________________
|