These
entries are from the letters that Brandon has mailed to me. His writing
at times can be a bit difficult to determine his words... bare with me,
I do my best, especially with army terms.
Last
night shortly after going to bed everyone started yelling “gas gas gas”
. I had decided to sleep with my gas mask on my chest all night, so I
was ready. I put on my mask right away, but shortly after I heard people
say it was only a smoke bomb. They were just messing with us.
I
had guard duty with PFC Metal from 1:00am to 2:00am. We sat in a guard
tower and used the night vision goggles to keep an eye on the perimeter…
nothing happened… pretty slow. Sleeping in the hooch (this is what you
call our little poncho tent) was pretty hot and stuffy. At least it
didn’t rain, that would have made the night miserable.
Breakfast
came late this morning, which pushed back the entire days schedule. We
started with SLT. Basically everyone just sat down and hung out talking
about battle drills etc. We did this for about three hours. Pretty
boring stuff. Everyone is hot and tired...no energy.
We
then switched to QRF (Quick Reaction Force). We moved to the center of
the FOB and just sat around waiting for someone to attack. Once we hear
shots we jump up and run to that area to help out and return fire. My
blood did get pumping though each time we heard a tower starts to shoot
or shout at an enemy. I’d have to run over there looking for the enemy
and “shoot” them with my blank rounds. This means I would shoot them
about 5 or 6 times until they looked up and finally say they were dead
meat. LOL
When
then ate lunch (I finally got contraband in mine and it was peanut
m&m – which I don’t like. I traded them with PFC Metal for a raisin
nut mix. Grrrrr… where are the skittles???) After lunch we went over our
mission. (Travel to a town in search of "Mohammad Abdul"). Once finished
we took off. We spotted some light resistance and eliminated them. A
few minutes later, it started pouring down rain. When I say pour I mean
it came down with a vengeance for about 30 minutes. We were all soaked
from head to toe and then we had to do a few low crawls to make sure
there was absolutely no dry spots any where on my body… and it was
covered in mud to boot. (My smart book, almost didn’t survive, it’s
warped now).
We
finally made it to the “town” and went through each of the buildings
clearing each room. We came across bad guys DS A-Hole interrogated them.
We also killed a few that were shooting at us. We took a couple of
casualties. PVT Slowens was shot and injured and PFC Metal was killed
trying to save him. While pulling rear security I turned to tell our
team leader their status, DS A-Hole saw this so I also became a
casualty. (Never take your eyes off what you are pulling security for).
Evidently
Mohammad got away, we’ll go after him tomorrow. We then headed back to
FOB and turned ourselves into “bad guys” by turning our hats around, and
then we attacked.
The
rest of the night was uneventful. After chow I took a field shower
(baby wipes) and changed my entire uniform. It felt so good to get out
of my wet socks and boots and everything else. I can’t wait to take a
shower tomorrow!
So
far FTX-3 is much better than FTX-2. The FOB is way better and sleeping
in hooch’s is much better than sleeping in hasty fighting position.
Guard duty is much more comfortable and the missions we are doing are a
lot more fun than doing a battle drill over and over in hot hot
weather. We also have had a lot more free time, which is a good thing,
but it can also make the time drag on and on.
It’s finally June, the month we graduate! It can’t come soon enough.
Overheard Quote: “What kind of bees make milk?…Boobies” (Our APG's joke today).
Anonymous
I love reading all this but still cant believe this is my computer geek son doing all this stuff, wow
Mom
Wednesday, June 9, 2010 - 09:29 AM
# 118
I love the quote.
Miss yall good luck.
Miss yall good luck.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010 - 01:31 PM
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