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Wednesday, 28 March 2007

March 28, 2003
"Critter" Crittenden

Late on the afternoon of the 28th, Cyclone Company’s tanks bounded ahead of us. They chose a route directly through our camp, kicking dust over everything. We now had the relative security of a kilometer or so between us and enemy contact. We set up camp chairs at dusk, admiring a brilliant desert sunset as we ate our MREs. The LT remarked, “It’s surreal. It’s hard to believe we’re at war and there are people out there who want to kill us. Back home, our families are probably all freaked out, thinking we’re in all kinds of danger.”

There had been heavy fighting around Nasiriyah, and GIs had been killed and captured. We were aware of that, but didn’t know much about it. ...

We were beginning to doze off when the mortars positioned a few hundred meters ahead of us opened up. The radio in the track, on loudspeaker, told us the scouts out in the open desert north of us had spotted some dismounts and a truck. Fire blasted out of the mortar tubes mounted in the M113 tracks, and a few seconds later, the impacts lit up a small piece of the horizon, the sound following several seconds after that. ...

Make an old dog feel appreciated?

Posted by Bill Faith on March 28, 2007 at 11:12 AM in Critter, Iraq, Islamism Delenda Est | Permalink

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