The mission, like usual, was straightforward: go out and search some abandoned buildings, as well as try to locate the terrorist caches. After being here for some time, every agonizing, uneventful patrol just seems to be the same. Ray and I, along with Sergeant Lawrence, had the monotonous task to comb the desert with the metal detector.
As of late, things have simmered down a little in our area of operation. When things simmer down, men finally have time to get some well-deserved rest. We still do our patrols as scheduled, but […]
One of the things that I enjoy about being in the infantry is the unpredictability of what will occur during your day or night mission. Now granted there are days like the last couple, discluding […]
As the platoon made their way to the link-up spot, I noticed some of the men seemed very tired and reluctant to be going on the patrol. For the past week, it seems like every […]
s they ran across the street, Specialist Pitcher fell in a deep hole and head-planted into the ground. Sergeant Lawrence, the Alpha team leader who was leading the way, came back into the street, grabbed Wally, and pulled him along — all this while under fire. It was now our turn. Sergeant Murillo gave us the count. “Ready on three, two …” We started running.
Seven hours later: As I lie in my bed with my knees pounding and my back screaming for aspirins, I take a glance at the swimsuit calendar hanging crooked on the dirty white wall, as if I put it up and scurried out of the door for another delightful day in the streets of Baghdad. The last date crossed out in black pen is Sept. 21. I instinctively curl myself into the fetal position on the bed; I look at my watch to see the date, and it is Sept. 25. I then fall quickly into a coma, periodically dreaming about the events that had taken place over the past days.ater:
Sunday morning started out as usual. I awake early and prepare for the day. The past few weeks working as the RTO things have been getting a lot easier, only because I am training those […]