one of the tales from my time in the service of queen and country
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Points: 47
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May 17, 2007 3:15 am
ever wondered why as you sit in the jungle getting eaten by bugs and shot at by those you are ment to be keeping the peace for? I sure did just befor all hell broke loose the first patrol been in country for 3 days just had a break and throwen some scof down the sgt gave the sig to get our sorry asses of the floor and do our jobs so off we went into the unknown then it happened never heard the shot just felt the warm mass hit my shirt and hit the ground started shooting and shouting layed down 4 mags in the general direction and started to advance to the lifless mess that used to be my mate who I'de known for my whole life but that is not what this is about i kept going and started to hear that thud of rounds hitting flesh but all in slow mo then 2 thumps then nothing coming in just going out then the jungle floor came up and hit me in the face the sgt was screaming in my ear "you lucky crazy muth@#*&*%R you ever do that again i'll shoot you myself!!!!!" then advanced on the possition and found 2 dead and 1 wounded who later died when I saw the age of these kids (cant hav been more than 12or 13) I just started puking and asked myself why (makes me want to puke even now) so can any one make any sence of the real reason for why these mongrels have to use kids and not come and fight themselves i reacon they just coward gooks |
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Colonel
Points: 57
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May 18, 2007 1:45 am
redneck kiwi 001 wrote:
so can any one make any sence of the real reason for why these mongrels have to use kids and not come and fight themselves i reacon they just coward gooks Kiwi, I feel your pain, Brother. I don't think that anyone can make sense out of it all. I do know that part of the reason that they use kids is because they are cheap and they respond to orders without questioning. I think they also use kids to stir exactly the response in their opposition that you had. (and that response is, I think, universal in any civilized human being) (And rejoice in your puke! Painful as it was, it affirms your basic humanity) As a vet from a time long long ago in a place far far away, I can tell you what we did to survive. We realized that the enemy was trying to kill us and our friends. Our job was to prevent them from doing that. I was only vaguely aware of the bigger picture. I saw too many thinkers slow down at exactly the wrong moment and die. When you're in the shit, don't wonder why . . . just get out! Mother Nature is a stern teacher who eventually kills all of her students. |