Greetings and Salutations! Ok… So yeah, my body is still spent. Fell out -I think- about 10/11 as I woke up at 0300+/- with the hand on the mouse still… So this’ll be a bit short as I have to crash to catch up again…
As I stated, it was a fun trip. And in the comments some of y’all reference Katrina and it’s fallout. I did see a LOT of places that looked like it still had damage from there, but then again, it might have been just general 3rd-World Shitholiness if you will… a tough call either way.
One thing I forgot to mention on Ye Olde 3rd World aspect was this:
Yep
Almost ALL the nicer places and houses had them signs in the windows. “Keep IV Waste”… I looked it up… apparently it’s to urge the junkies to police up their shit… Like
Yah… 3rd World… Go figure. Now… the other aspect of the 3rd World? I wanna know who got murdered in my hotel room?
When I arrived on Friday (late) night I was exhausted and spent. The front desk told me that the place (a Wyndham Resort) was ‘under renovations’. OK… I can deal w/that… not my first rodeo…
However… I realized Saturday when I got back that well… OK… I’ll say this: The bed was awesome. It had a (from what I can) tell brand new gel-mattress that was mad comfy. Good pillows too… however, as you can see the curtains? Yeeaah Level 4 Biohazard Anyone? And when I brought this up to the Front Desk? Oh yeah… I couldn’t. Unless I went down from the 5th Floor to them, the room phone? Oh yeah… the phone was plugged into itself! There was NO phone jack! So needless to say I’ve got a BIG email I need to shoot to corporate. The hot-tub was inoperative, the pool greener than my bass pond in the back yard and they had NO Breakfast as promised on the website.
Bait and Switch much? It’d be one thing if they’d said the place was fucked up It’s another to get there and find ALL of this out after the fact.
Greetings and Beat-to-Death Salutations! Holeeeeeee Toleeeedo!!! as Professor Hikita in “Buckaroo Banzai” said…. (I think) I know it was a late 80’s early 90’s movie but the brain is smoked like a cheap cigar tonight…
I made it home… THIS is a big deal as the beginning of this trip almost ended at the start (along with ME!!!)
So I’m blasting down I-75 with the music on, 0730, everything good… me chatting up some various frens and fam, letting them know I’m gonna be off the reservation…
So I’m at about 85mph which for The Boat is hardly pushing it, when I ran over -something-… a minor bump is all I felt and heard…
Next thing you know, the steering starts going ‘whonky’… Uhhhhhh…. THEN the noises started… Fuck! Fuck! FUUUUCK! TBH, it no shit-for-real sounded like a Blackhawk was flying by… same rotor beat cadence, same ‘whop-whop-whop’ noise…
And then I realized The truck luuuuurched like a motherfucker hard right SHIIIIIIIIT! I made it to the breakdown lane thank “Insert Deity of Choice” That being b/c it was full on rush-hour Tampa Style and I’m fucking lucky I didn’t broadside a motherfucker, or even worse, flip the fuck over.
So…. I called AAA. Man, thankfully I ‘landed’ so to speak right near a mile marker as the AAA App sucks donkey cock.
It kept trying to say I was at the fucking Mall… And the tire?
Seems the tire was dry-rotted like a motherfucker I had no idea (J3, I blame you LMAO!!!)
No seriously, I had them checked when I first got The Boat and there was according to the local dood/Pep Boys guy, there was no problems… Too bad I didn’t get it in writing Aye?
So yeah, AAA showed up with a MEGA-QUICKNESS (like less than 30 minutes) and HE was thrilled that I had already dropped the spare off of it’s winch/cradle. My back won’t let me bend down to swap out the spare and I apparently don’t have a lug-wrench (now I do of course), but hey… prepping the battle-space helps amiright?
Now, a couple of observations: During my 25-30 minute wait, about maybe ten minutes into it, I stayed (after dismounting the spare) I got back in The Boat, and waited there, listening to the radio…
Until
Now I can’t prove it, but earlier examples abound. One minute I’m sitting there, all chill, and the next second:
WHOOOOOOOOOSH!!!
The semi passed –so close– that the driver’s side mirror, on the gimbal moved FORWARD! I saw it happen… like missed the side of The Boat by mere inches… and The Boat itself rocked like it was in a fucking hurricane… Scared me TBH…
I dismounted like a minute or two after… I took my battle bag with the Glock 21, went to the far rear right of the vehicle, on the grass (about 4 feet away) and -waited-. I can’t say for sure, but other instances of a similar nature during this fucking trip made me realize that there genuinely IS an illegal CDL issue out there for really-reelz.
Other scenes as I mentioned were like events where trucks had been running people off the road, trucks in car crashes (no fatalities that I saw leastways BUT! MANY of the trucks involved seemed to be tagged with “Singh Shipping LLC” on them… Make of it what you will…. and me?
So b/c of this realization, I was worried that I was going to get smoked by one of them fuckers, so I figured to be on my feet, and IF and only IF The Boat got smoked, I’d then go over, and terminate the driver with extreme prejudice with the .45 because fuck that guy for real…
Personally when I imagine it, I can only think of how a Jeet would react after smoking another American Vehicle initially thinking “Oh well… guess it’s back to Punjabistan!” and then thinking “Well, I’m fine, fuck that guy and I’ll be back within 6 months!” only to see the owner walk up, and start blowing him apart w/a .45, ankles, knees, hips, balls, shoulders, elbows, and then maybe, just mayyyyybe if I was feeling sorry for him, one thru the brain pan.
I mean I don’t have collision, and 90% of those companies are shells w/out Insurance. Wreck my ride? That’s a killin’ right there y’all.
Because fuck those guys.
Tell you what, IF we started doing that, instant on-the-fucking-spot executions, we’d no longer HAVE that particular problem. Tell me I’m wrong. Go ahead. I’ll wait.
So yeah… the majority of the trip was summed up in the poast from the other night. Good times. The only other things that happened were me doing (as suggested by one of y’all) the Natchez Riverboat Luncheon Cruise
The live Dixieland Jazz was great The lunch was aight… Generic N’awlins Chow. TBH Cafeteria Level. The Louisiana 256th BDE In Tigerland in 2005 fed us better in Iraq. THAT right there was some premium Cajun Cuisine… A story for Christmas Later…
Meh. TBH, the prices of the good restaurants were extortionist by my standards… add on the $75 parking for the ‘event’ I might have to raffle off the new rifle to make bills LOL!
The other thing I did, well…. a wee bit on the personal and deep side… To do the long/short of it, I went into a Catholic Church for the first time in like oh holy hells! since my 1st Marriage which was a High Catholic Mass, or maybe the Christening of the Spawn, and the first time I went to confession in 45 years.
My reason for the MAJOR lapse in going to confession was that the first and last time was when I attended the Volkschule in Mondsee Austria as a kinder. When FedBro and I were on our youthful Euro Trip in the early 80s, we attended the local school.
It was a Very Interesting thing to compare it w/Jr. High in the states. There? The fucking krauts ran between classes as a mandatory thing: “Vorwarts MARCH!!!!HUT!HUT!HUT! Run! Run you verdammnt Americanish Swine!!!!” with the teacher having a switch to swat slow asses…
Pretty fucking intense to an American Kid.
And Art Class was held by a Catholic Nun… Sister Mary Elephant (to steal that one from Cheech and Chong). Once a week, Sister Mary, who looked like she was built out of Krupp Steel by a panzer factory, was mighty quick with that metal ruler man… Get caught fucking off and WHACKUM!!!
Bleeding knuckles. Again… NOT the American expectation Rather shocking IMO
The ruler I knew about from the frens I had who went to Sacred Heart Academy, HOWEVER the STEEL ruler? Maaaan… the fucking Austrians don’t fucking play…
As an aside: Did you know the Austrians made up a significant number of the SS? Per the Google AI: “Austrians comprised approximately 13% of the SS, despite making up only 8% of the Third Reich’s population”
Yep. The German Version of Appalachian Mountain Folks… Harder and Meaner than boiled woodpecker lips. And as my DeadDad said when he met her at one point, he wanted to ask her “Where were you in ’42 Sister?”
Myself? I was like ‘Bad Idea Da!’ I think she would have kil’t his ass had he had the gumption to do so… I think he knew it’d be a bad idea to do so, so he stayed quiet…
BUT That sets the stage, ‘cos one day, we all marched down to the Big Local Church, which just so happens to be the church in the movie “The Sound of Music”
Per the google: “The church in the movie The Sound of Music wedding scene is the Basilika St. Michael in Mondsee, Austria. While the real Maria and Georg von Trapp were married in the Nonnberg Abbey church in Salzburg, the Mondsee basilica was used for the filming of the elaborate wedding scene due to its grandeur and availability.” Yep. At the time, we were living in Mondsee for 6 months. Off and on… we used it as a ‘home base’ so to speak to hit Italy, Belgium and other Euro-Points… this was when it was still 2x Germanies, East and West…
So Anyways… Back to my childhood trauma My first confession was in that fucking church And it scarred me, and scared the fuck out of me. They even went as far as to find a Priest who spoke English, and there I was shitting myself b/c GIANT FUCKING BASILICA and I was NOT ready for that shit…
Crazy amiright? Lil Billy was NOT ready for all that prime-time intense Austro-Germanic Catholicism man…
Sooooooo… Got an aversion to it. BUT SOMETHING this time in NOLA had me go into that church… and I ended up talking out a lot of things, some to personal too talk aboot. I told him (the Padre) A LOT about the ‘rocks in my ruck’ and things, to include all my service in Iraq/Afghanistan/Kuwait… all of it… I did a major emotional trauma dump.
Needless to say I felt/feel great after.
And I think that THIS was the reason I felt compelled to go, as the Padre who took my confession? He’s the Big Man of the church from what he told me… Head Boss-Dude.
Seems he’s the Archbishop of the Diocese. AND The reason I know this was a summons or something?
Seems as he’s the headman of this Tribe of Catholics if you will, and while we talked, he told me as part of his training, he was required to do 8 weeks +/- in the Army as a Chaplain. They sent him from the Vatican to Iraq.
He’d been there/done that. He ‘got me’ so to speak…
And maaaaaan he told me about a particular hairy incident that he had to deal with that I specifically remember when 6 guys got wasted in two attacks in Baghdad in 2004… and he was on VBC at the same time I was!!!! Smol World or something else? I’ll go with something else…
God’s Will
And after 45 minutes, he was joking w/me about how the 45 minutes we spent was “One Minute Per Missed Year” in being a lapsed Catholic. He then gifted me a rosary:
If that isn’t the most “Marti-Gras” Rosary for around Halloween, I’ll eat my hat.
So yeah. A great experience I’ll have to go back. I feel recharged. positive. even upbeat. Other things of a positive nature happened on the trip, as well as some negatives, but overall, I feel “right” if you will, and man, it’s been a long fucking time since I felt this way.
So I’m still exhausted having been Flogged by People’s Tractor Factory where I’ve been training my replacement (I think joke or not? Not sure…) and I didn’t get enough sleep last night as I got in at 21:30 but didn’t crash until 0130 as I was ‘road wired’
Whuzzat!?! Huh… Oh Yeah…. Greetings an Salivati…. no, dat wrong… Les try… Shalutations Evvabody! Yeeeeah dats it…. WHHHHHHOOOOOIE! Ladies an G’ntlemens and Kinder of allllll ages…. The Big Easy Whotta Town! How It Started:
0730, Bourbon Street
How it Started Going:
Because Breakfast was:
A 23oz Local Brew and a slice of 16 inch wide by 24 inch long piece of pre-game “pizza padding” Fookin’ HUGE! Annnnnnd How It Went Sideways:
And Finally, How it Ended:
Safe in the Room…21:00hrs Plasterated AF as I have a 0630 wakeup to get back for work on Monday.
More Shtories, Pix and Shytte to Follow Big Country
Ahhhhhhhhhh… Willie my man man! Grew up listening to him.
So I did my laundry after work, prepped the bags, got my HARD print maps as well as my nav-board and compass, as things are a mite ‘squirrelly’ out there… I don’t have anything specific, but the ‘hive mind’ out there is pointing to a bunch of potential weirdness… So in light of this, as soon as I made the decision to go, (last weekend TBH… It was one of those split second choices) but hey!
Being Bipolar is a BIG help when it comes to impulsive purchases and things like this trip amiright? That and last Sunday, the Palmetto State Daily Deal was just tooooooooooo good to be true:
With a $25 coupon, and using Sezzle, I paid $72 down, and three more payments of $72. Including the S&H? Like $288 in total, with Sezzles ‘nut’ being an additional $20? I think?
I had to do it. ZERO Sales Tax Until the 31st. Now, granted, no BCG BUT I have like 4 on hand as spares along with all the fiddly-bits as you well know. Add on that right now they ALSO have a MilSpec BCG going for $69.99???
As stated:
Bolt is made of Mil-spec Carpenter 158 steel, Shot peened, bolt is marked“MP”, but is individually high-pressure tested and Magnetic Particle Inspected. Gas key is machined out of bar stock, chrome lined phosphate coated, and secured with grade 8 fasteners and staked per mil-spec. Bolt carrier is phosphated outside and chrome-lined inside.
These bcg’s were purchased as a contract overrun for an overseas Eastern European contract.
Huh “Eastern European contract” Sounds like they were destined for The Krain BUT considering how poorly things are going right now, they may have run out of DotMil Daniel Defense DDM-4s to refurb and repair. They’ve been from the REAL reports I’ve seen, getting their collective heads handed to them recently.
The Rasputitsa is when Ivan really gets rolling. Per the Wiki the Rasputitsa is…
…literally “season of bad roads”[1]) is the mud season that occurs in various rural areas of Eastern Europe,[2] when the rapid snowmelt or thawing of frozen ground combined with wet weather in spring, or heavy rains in autumn[1][3] lead to muddy conditions that make travel on unpaved roads problematic and even treacherous.[1][3]
THIS is why Ivan’s tanks have traditionally had tracks that are WAAAAY wider than US Tracked vehicles…. it helps to keep them from bogging down.
They’ve taken a LOT of territory as of late. Upwards of 10-15km a day. Which when dealing with the VAST distances, the Krainians are out of manpower per their own Generals. They can’t hold the line, and Russia has been doing the ‘encircle/cut off/annihilate’ thing, forming up, and pushing AROUND from two directions, usually stubborn defensive hard points, cutting them off, and then blasting the fuck out of them with 1000kg Flying Bombs until they either surrender, or everyone in the encirclement is fucking dead.
Anyways… I picked up the new M-4 today, and then did my usual thing:
I switched out the rear stock for the one with a rubber butt-pad. Added the oversized mag release, and a BAD Lever (I keep those ‘in stock’ here at the Casa as well) and then I then zeroed the Trijicon with the bore-laser to 50m. (The length of the house which is good enough for DotGov work IMO) and then gave it some war-paint.
I figure that better to have a ‘disposable’ with me on the trip rather than one of my ‘custom builds’ with the specialized Ni-Boron BCGs and the 2lb triggers, never mind the custom buffer(s). Better a $300 ‘poors’ than one of my better builds. So for sure I’ll be out of pocket tomorrow.
I’ll update as I go as I will have my portable tablet to keep up with ‘shit in general’ ‘cos as I said, shit feels squirrelly… We’ll have to see.
Greetings and Salutations! Yannow, when you look into the abyss…
….and you realize “I ain’t got enough time for this shit!!!” (h/t CA and WiscoDave)
Whelp… After a few hours of contemplation, I’ve decided to say “Fuck it” and do what I do best.
Bail.
Depart my Area of Operations for ‘parts unexplored’
See… I’ve ‘done’ ALL of the EU with the exception of a few locations… Portugal, Hungary… a couple or so of the former Warsaw Pact places, primarily b/c it either was STILL behind the wall (1984 when I lived alllll over Europe as a kid for a year and East/West Germany was still 2x different countries) OR just not good enough to visit long-term, the former Yugoslavia case in point as they were shooting at each other for quite a spell
What I haven’t done is a LOT of US Travel
I’ve done the majority of Texas while stationed there, Tennessee and Kentucky, having lived there AND been stationed there, and ALL of New England having been raised there… I’ve also done a fair bit of Northern Cali, and a two week trip to DisneyLAND that MomUnit actually won in a contest no shit… like 8?-9? days in Disney, all expenses paid when I was 17.
The current female, potential X#2 and I did quite a bit of exploring In Georgia, and South Carolina where MomUnit currently resides, as well as our former bolt-hole in North Carolina… That’d being said, there’s some places I WANT to go…
And this weekend? Well Fuck It All. It’s payday. Road Trip to New Orleans. Only a 9 hour ride. Off season, the hotel at the Airport is only $100 a night and gas? I can do this on the cheap.
Do a Riverboat ride, maybe hit the Haunted Ghost tour ‘stuff’ Shit like that. Chase Random Strange Maybe get in a Gunfight in the French Quarter with some retarded ‘groids…
That being said, I will be doing The French Quarter during daylight and yes, I will be heeled as they’re a Constitutional Carry State… Leave the vehicle at the Airport, and either Uber or take one of the French Quarter Hotel busses to the French Quarter right?
Why the fuck not? Pictures to follow, and we’ll see how it goes. Since deciding to ditch the bullshit, I’m much more positive.
Greetings and Salutations! Got me some news today that was… disturbing and upsetting. No death in the fam or anything that dramatic, but just shit I have to handle and try to push on through with…
It always seems to happen this way.
Thankfully I’m cool. NOT in trouble, just… unable to discuss publically. I’ll be back in a few days and I’ll be checking twatter and some of my emails here n’there.
Yeah, if your ‘nose got out of joint’ regarding the “naming of the Boomer” well… why is it so imperative that you feel some kindred need (as irrational as it is) to defend the blatant and obvious fuckery that’s gone on?
I mean if YOU aren’t part of the problem, then why the fuck are you defending your contemptable counterparts!?!TBH, y’all are acting like a bunch of fucking Yids man… “Tribe First” I guess…
Filthie called it right though… it’s the 80-90 age demographic that really fucked things up. The Geezer Patrol if you will… The retarded clueless ‘want to still stick it to “the Man” one last time, hence why “Grantifa” became a meme allllll on it’s own…
If those were my relations!?!
I’d have them hauled off back to the home that they escaped from, and cut down on the care and feeding until they (thankfully) expired. I sure as fuck wouldn’t visit them…. nor let my kids… let them die alone and selfish, just like they promised to do.
Fucking morons. Just like today
Apparently was a VT (variable timed) fuzed 155mm that went off while on the way to the impact area at Camp Pendleton that caused quite a bit of hubbub.
Seems some of the shrapnel landed gently on the hood of a few of Vance’s vehicles (him being there as part of the 250th Marine Corps. Anniversary) and a few Sherriff’s deputies vehicles. Or as at least gently as a piece of shrapnel from a 155mm shell can fall… more explanation in a second, and you’ll see where I’m going w/this…. See… the thing was:
NO ONE WAS HURT
Although the way the enemedia played it, and Goblin Newscumbag played it, it was as if this was done willfully and intentionally. News for you Newscumbag… IF they wanted to, they’d have dropped the VT-HEDP round ON your worthless fucking head. In fact if -I- were actually in the service still AND if and when that badly hair-gelled Nepo-Faggot menace were to be within 15-20 kliks of my firing position, you can BET I’d willfully and intentionally drop a live round on him and his fucking sycophants
“And nothing of value was lost….” Jes’ Sayin’
But, alas… alas… ’tis not to be… A man can dream right? However: Since this happened, a BIG ole pile of shytte started cropping up on Twitter with the phrase stating: “Wow, multiple police cars completely destroyed by President Trump’s reckless firing of artillery over Interstate 5 on Camp Pendleton.
People should be outraged regardless of their political affiliation.” along with corresponding pics of the ‘damage’ which consisted of minor dents and ZERO penetrating holes to said vehicles…
To explain: The reason being is that when a VT round detonates at the TOP of it’s trajectory, (instead of juuuust above the target area) and depending on the azimuth and elevation, and well, that round might have been almost 800+ meters in the air when it went Ka-Boomy-BOOM!, and shrapnel, while dangerous, at that altitude, due to atmospheric friction and the generally SMOL size of the fragments, they tend to ‘flitter down’ as opposed to burning in at speed.
Now if it’d detonated say 15 meters above the dirt? TOTAL WIPEOUT man VT is a stone bastard of a round. However This is NOT without precedence:
It’s like the Mythbusters episode about a penny dropped off of the top of the Empire State Building. They proved conclusively that no, no it can’t kill you but can ring your bell and maybecause a minor injury.
So… In response to such over-the-top hyperbole, myself and a bunch of other Shit-Memelord Assholes went and did things like this:
Right? I used the pic from Lot 51 in Arifjan, subject of my ghost-poast the other night…
THIS is why I’m burned out… the amount of left-wing ‘experts’ who came out pontificating and telling us ‘how it was’ with this particular incident is just so grating and so… defiling IMO as they never served a day in their lives and ALL OF A SUDDEN they’re EXPERTS in field artillery and shit of this nature!?!
Please Jesus, make it stop A Plague on them, sooner, rather than later.
Let their ‘pets’ (i.e. the homeless drug-addicted minority masses) rise up and start eating them when the EBT runs out.
I’m comfortable with that. So that’s my rant for tonight More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! Ended up crashing early last night as in my wont these days… in my case 20:00 which was good/bad… I ended up just being out of the loop which is both good and bad.
Now… to cases The whole “No Kings 2.0” OMFG What a fucking disaster/laugh-riot. Boomerism at it’s finest. “Gran-tifa” was one of the pics of an elderly insane bitch who was out there…
Per the majority of sites. -someone- on twitter ran an algorithm and they found out that 90% of the sites for the whole “OrangeManBad/Anti-DotGov” protest, i.e. No Kings 2.0, happened within a ten mile circle of the MAJORITY of rest-homes and nursing homes.
Not enough to have ALREADY fucked up the country to a degree that no one thought possible, but OMG… these ancient retarded boomer-fuckers?
Tell you what
When they’ve been good and dead after a bit, violate their graves.
Dig them up Spread their remains alllllll over the place. Let them know that That Is The Plan Fuck them
And for my Boomer Readers? If you bitch/complain/whine aboot it, well you’re part of the problem. If you’re on the ‘right side of history’ (as much as I hate that term) well…. then you have nothing to worry aboot amiright? Otherwise, shut the fuck up and take your medicine…
Lets face it… The folks who spent the majority of time of their lives ‘dropping gravel’ into the ‘gears of Western Civ’ because ‘Mommy and Daddy didn’t love them enough’ OR that I have found out personally that they were flat out fucking cowards and pieces of shit who refused to do their civic duty during the ‘Nam…
I literally have nothing for them
In fact I’ve found that the MAJORITY of ‘anti-war’ protesters were fucktarded cowards who just didn’t want to put their oh-so-precious asses on the line for the USA… 90% of them college student who said “war is for the poors”
What the fuck!?!
So… since this ‘wake-up’ I realize the current MAJORITY of ANY ‘anti-right’ protests, no matter how retarded tend to have the majority of backers being retread pieces of shit Boomers that IF there was a righteous and benevolent God that ALL of them, ALL of the the anti-war protesters, would have been rounded up in the late 60’s and early 70’s and put against a wall, and summarily executed for treason back in the day.
PUBLICALLY
Becausefuck those commie-loving pieces of shit.
They did not care about the Vietnamese. Never did. Look at how things were when the war was over…
How many of them tried to help out Ho Chi Minh’s favorites?
Answer: Not a fucking one.
All those pieces of shit wanted was to try to chip away at our Republic… and that INCLUDES the majority of the DemoncRat Party.
God Help the World if I ever found Aladdin’s Lamp Wishes as such:
Wish #1: Eliminate ALL left wing/communists on the planet Wish #2: Eliminate any and ALL anti-Americans worldwide Wish #3: Eliminate any and all woman’s rights. Turn the clock back. Make beatings standard again. The dishwasher/sammich maker has no rights.
Not a big set of wishes right? Not like I asked for whytte supremacy right?
Nope… those three would cause it to happen
Why? Because by the process of elimination, the insanity of the past 50-70 years would disappear (along with 90% of the niggers and Jews) like right there… and right then.
Best I never found the lamp amiright? I mean I was in Baghdad right? So make of it what you will./ More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations! This story is ALL Mark Baker’s… God Bless him… THIS one? I’ve seen this motherfucker up close and personal…. Not worried that when it’s ‘my time’ because of it… Hope you enjoy!
So Yeah… Pompy? Seen him, he waved me off Next time? Probably be the real deal I’m comfortable with it. Hope you enjoyed More Later Big Country
Greetings and Salutations!!! Fell out early again last night (2030) and man. I slept like the dead. So in order to make up for that, here’s a re-run of a sort. My true-story (minus Mark’s ‘Heavy Metal’ add-in for fun) of some spooky shit that went down in Arifjan when I was working there:
So there ya go… True story… lots of glowing blue orbs ‘hovering’ around the vehciles that had confirmed KIA… One in particular was a Marine AAV-P7/A1
170606-N-PF515-491 – VENTSPILS, Latvia (June 6, 2017) U.S. Marines, assigned to the 1st Battalion, 23rd Infantry Convoy, conduct a simulated amphibious assault during exercise BALTOPS 2017, June 6..BALTOPS is an annual U.S.-led, Naval Striking and Support Forces NATO-executed, multinational maritime exercise in the Baltic Sea region designed to enhance flexibility and interoperability among its participants. (U.S. Navy photo by Chief Mass Communication Specialist America A. Henry/Released).
that got NUKED by an IED on camera… 13 guys died in in, and the wreckage is still on Arifjan to this day…
Lot 50…. A haunted location… Truly
It got so bad we ended up having a multidenominational church service for the dead out there… a couple of times… had to let the guys know it was ok to cross over…
So hope you enjoyed the story. The hardback copy can be bought here: https://amzn.to/46YFkkQ
