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So you actually got to kill them/watch them die. Me, I was maintence support (3rd shop) for a front line unit. Always just behind the guys doing the killing, not actually participating. But I got the full carnage tour immediatly afterwards and also got to guard disarmed POWs who the combat guys dumped on us to temporarily before we sent them to whomever was ultimatly responsible. Box seats and some free souveneirs the REMFs never got.

 

Yeah, I was with Marine's 2nd Med, attached to 1/1 and 3/9; punched through the Al Wafra oil fields, into Kuwait City via the airport area....two things I came away with were, thank god for A10's, and tankers are the best people alive... :doublethumbsup:

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Yeah, I was with Marine's 2nd Med, attached to 1/1 and 3/9; punched through the Al Wafra oil fields, into Kuwait City via the airport area....two things I came away with were, thank god for A10's, and tankers are the best people alive... :banana:

 

We were the tanks. M1A2s Abrahms, Bradleys, APVs and the assorted support vehicles. I drove a 5 Ton PLL (parts) truck on convoys and sometimes made parts runs in one of the other vehicles (another guy was mostly responsible for that) or ordered the repair parts (again somebody else was mostly responsible for that too). My main duty -as it turned out- was to be first guy the squad sergent tapped to go on focking details whenever the platoon sergent came looking for bodies to do some dumb ######. :banana: We were 2nd Armored Division (Fwd) out of Garlstedt, Germany but attached to the Big Red One out of Ft. Riley, KS. We were way way west of you -and everybody else- deep in the middle of the focking desert.

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We were the tanks. M1A2s Abrahms, Bradleys, APVs and the assorted support vehicles. I drove a 5 Ton PLL (parts) truck on convoys and sometimes made parts runs in one of the other vehicles (another guy was mostly responsible for that) or ordered the repair parts (again somebody else was mostly responsible for that too). My main duty -as it turned out- was to be first guy the squad sergent tapped to go on focking details whenever the platoon sergent came looking for bodies to do some dumb ######. :banana: We were 2nd Armored Division (Fwd) out of Garlstedt, Germany but attached to the Big Red One out of Ft. Riley, KS. We were way way west of you -and everybody else- deep in the middle of the focking desert.

 

 

Ahhh yes, you were way out there..... you guys rushed into Iraq, and hooked right....tried to trap them as I recall....

 

We blew through the mine fields, and oily muck from the wells...... when we got back to Minafa, Meshaab, Jubail etc.....we had to burn that oil off the vehicles with a steam generator....took all the paint off and everything.... :banana:

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We were constantly changing positions... three days here, five days there. We got really good at tearing everything down, -the office the tents, the camo- packing, moving, and opening it all back up again. Long, long convoys -our whole batallion I think- in blackout drive snaking through the desert. And no we didn't go into Kuwait, we were further west, but I'm not sure where, just kept driving. Now that I think of it, guys did say we hit them from behind. Their tanks were dug in on three sides covered with sand and we hit alot of them from the exposed back side, even though we could have fired right through the sand.

 

When the ground war started, we didn't know, it was just another move. We passed a ?berm? (sand wall) but between me and the other guy in the truck weren't sure if that meant we crossed into Iraq. We just kept focking driving forever. Got lost along the way, parked and sat for about an hour, that wasn't unusual, then saw the lead vehicle coming back the other way. Eventually, we knew the war started because all this Iraqi equipment was blown up and smoking, we saw their fortifications, corpses but not so many as I would have expected.

 

It was all surreal. They told us not to go near the blown up tanks cuz they might be boobie trapped- then we saw the Brits all hanging out and taking pictures on and around the blown up Iraqi equipment. I picked up a couple of helmets, a couple of canteens, some flyers we dropped on theme written in Arabic, and -best of all- a Saddam poster that blew through our camp. All that stuff is in my mom's home at 8 Mile.

 

Eventually we camped on the Basra airstrip. I mean at the airport, right on the runway. That's where I got the Saddam poster. Then we moved down into Kuwait and evenually down to KKMC in Suadi before shipping out. I was there from January 5th to May 10th, 1991.

 

My mom had put my pic and address in the local paper and I had a dozen women and kids writing to me. I wrote back to everybody, I had nothingbut time and it was pretty damn boring. When I went home on leave, I was interviewed by the paper. They had four guys in all, but I was the main one and the one in the picture that was used for the story. Was there for Memorial Day 1991, marched in the parade with a bunch of National Guard guys, I was the only active duty person around. Met a lot of people I was writing to.

 

Pretty cool. I was just a couple weeks past my 19th birthday when I got shipped out. Nobody I knew died, No tramatizing effects, no Gulf War Syndrome that I know of. A really easy war. We did lose troops though, I found this actually recently on youtube during Veterans Day just a couple of days ago. It was a really big stink involving our brigade, made international news. Big Wigs talked about it. Middleton and Tilley were 2AD guys from 1/41 that got blown up because a colonel that had spent his entire career in a peacetime Army was itching to blow something up in real live combat and found their Bradley on his first combat mission. I never thought I'd hear this conversation and it cleared up some rumors that I had heard.

Although I don't hate the pilot anymore after watching this, he's genuinely distraught and I actually feel bad for him. Still, they were too quick to make excuses for him in the commentary. He couldn't tell north from east, his coordiantes didn't match what he was told, he even makes it clear he wasn't sure if it was enemy as he fired. I'd say he couldn't ID the Bradley, but hell, I looked at the screen myself and I couldn't ID it either.

 

I acutally got to see the Bradley, we're third shop, it was out job to repair it (or rather Code X it - combat loss unrecoverable, the only time we ever used that designation). The bag-and-tag guy said after he removed the bodies, he had to go back in and chissle each finger indiviudally off the steering column one of the guys was holding when he fried to death. Big time players at the funerals - Bob Dole spoke at Middleton's and Jesse Jackson at Tilley's.

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Gee, never did hear from RP after he got blasted out of he water on his ridiculous "Bill Clinton" bullchit. :mad:

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Gee, never did hear from RP after he got blasted out of he water on his ridiculous "Bill Clinton" bullchit. :doh:

 

 

He does have a habit of disappearing when confronted with facts. he's a 3 trick pony. Global warming, muslims, Clinton. :mad:

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He does have a habit of disappearing when confronted with facts. he's a 3 trick pony. Global warming, muslims, Clinton. :ninja:

 

 

Looking back through this thread the only reference I made to Clinton was pointing out the Navy shrank under Clinton. Not sure what Wiffle is claiming, must be more of his BS.

 

Here's a few facts for ya, since you like them so much:

 

Number of Navy ships in 1993: 454

 

Number of Navy ships in 2000: 341

 

 

Number of active duty Military 1993: 1.8 million

 

Number of active duty Military 2000: 1.4 million

 

 

The only real cuts Clinton ever made was to our military. Thanks for playing.

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Looking back through this thread the only reference I made to Clinton was pointing out the Navy shrank under Clinton. Not sure what Wiffle is claiming, must be more of his BS.

 

Oh, so you DIDN'T say that:

 

I pointed out the FACT the only time our Navy, or any other branch of the Military, got smaller was under Clinton.....and that FACT deosn't change just because he has been out of office for 7 years.

 

Okay. Sure. Yep, never got smaller under Bush. Never got smaller Under Bush #1. The only time the navy shrank was under Clinton, huh? Funny how you failed to mention that whole part about Clinton spending almost twice as much as Bush on the Navy.

 

 

Focking Retread. :shocking:

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Sure, but I would go for any reason; I derive a certain internal reward that is tough to explain....but the thought of watching some filthy muslim slowly die again.....is like an orgasm..... :unsure: :dunno:

You're so BadAss!!! :o

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That phucking Bill Clinton is to blame for this!!!

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I picked up a couple of helmets, a couple of canteens, some flyers we dropped on theme written in Arabic, and -best of all- a Saddam poster that blew through our camp. All that stuff is in my mom's home at 8 Mile.

 

 

Debris of war should fit right in round those parts.

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Debris of war should fit right in round those parts.

 

We're a lot less sh*tty than other parts. I'm thinking creeping doom is approaching though.

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We were the tanks. M1A2s Abrahms, Bradleys, APVs and the assorted support vehicles. I drove a 5 Ton PLL (parts) truck on convoys and sometimes made parts runs in one of the other vehicles (another guy was mostly responsible for that) or ordered the repair parts (again somebody else was mostly responsible for that too). My main duty -as it turned out- was to be first guy the squad sergent tapped to go on focking details whenever the platoon sergent came looking for bodies to do some dumb ######. B) We were 2nd Armored Division (Fwd) out of Garlstedt, Germany but attached to the Big Red One out of Ft. Riley, KS. We were way way west of you -and everybody else- deep in the middle of the focking desert.

Poppa is that you?

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