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OK, this is the place where us vets can post our thoughts, war stories, sea stories, or just general stories, struggles, whatever. I guess should go first since I'm making the thread, but apparently I have performance anxiety and can't think of any stories to share. Have at it, please, while I collect my thoughts/memories......
 
So, we show up in Ramadi Iraq in 2004 and our HMMWVs we had were severely lacking in armor. We link up with an infantry unit to make a vehicle movement/patrol through the middle of Ramadi (that place was like the wild west...at best). They asked me, "where are your vehicles?" and I pointed them out. They said, and I quote, "Are you REALLY going to drive through the middle of Ramadi in THOSE??" I said, well, that's all we have lol. So, off we go and as soon as those jokers saw our thin-skinned vehicles (2 of them) they opened up on us like we just did something bad. Shot out the radiator in my second vehicle and all that, but the funniest thing was we were all ducking and trying to get as small as we could and my driver (love that dude) was laughing his ass off at how the civilians were scrambling to get off the sidewalks. That was my first "contact" in my career and that guy helped me get through it with a laugh......although those fuckers shot clean through my pack that was in the back of the truck and ruined my goretex.
 
Back in my platoon sergeant days, we had a company 1st Sergeant that was and idiot savant (light on the savant part). He had us all out for company formation and was giving a "safety" brief. The big takeaway from that one was he told us "You gotta dehydrate, gents".....yeah, he really said we should dehydrate.....lmao
 
I’ll try to make them light. No need for the dark ones. Anyways, working swing shift and about to call it a night. Partner and I get a call of a women screaming at an apartment complex. It’s a hot summer night (100+) and we are tired and ready to go home. First reaction from us is where in the hell are the graveyard units to handle this, but duty calls and we respond.

Drive through the apartment complex with our window down and don’t hear anything. Park and get out and do a walk through of the complex. Sure enough we hear a female screaming.

Follow the screams to an apartment door open. The women is screaming “f**k me in the a**, f**k me in the a**.”

Naturally my partner and I need to investigate this. As we get to the door a women is watching a porno movie. She invites us in. We tell her why we are there. She says she is watching “butt slammers 3, but it’s not as good as the original.”

We kindly tell her she may want to close her front door. I then look down and see a box of adult toys and remark: ‘what are these’. She tells me to comeback later and she will show me. No, I didn’t go back later.
 
iesheepdog said:
I’ll try to make them light. No need for the dark ones. Anyways, working swing shift and about to call it a night. Partner and I get a call of a women screaming at an apartment complex. It’s a hot summer night (100+) and we are tired and ready to go home. First reaction from us is where in the hell are the graveyard units to handle this, but duty calls and we respond.

Drive through the apartment complex with our window down and don’t hear anything. Park and get out and do a walk through of the complex. Sure enough we hear a female screaming.

Follow the screams to an apartment door open. The women is screaming “f**k me in the a**, f**k me in the a**.”

Naturally my partner and I need to investigate this. As we get to the door a women is watching a porno movie. She invites us in. We tell her why we are there. She says she is watching “butt slammers 3, but it’s not as good as the original.”

We kindly tell her she may want to close her front door. I then look down and see a box of adult toys and remark: ‘what are these’. She tells me to comeback later and she will show me. No, I didn’t go back later.
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LMAO....good stuff
 
Second hand sea battle story. I've told it before but has been awhile.

My great uncle served on "Big Ben", the USS Franklin, Essex Class Carrier CV-13. The ship was released from the shipyards in 1944, home port in New York, as I recall. It ended up in the Pacific theater. Big Ben was part of a March 1945 battle group pressing toward Japan, about 50 miles off the coast, when a twin engine bomber, possibly a "Betty", attacked with two bombs scoring a hit on the rear half of the ship. There were massive explosions throughout the underdeck. My great uncle was below deck, but survived the attack. However, he was trapped below while the ship burned and took on water until it had a 19 degree list. He was finally rescued over two hours later. The ship was saved from sinking, but over 800 of his shipmates died in the attack. Being so close to total naval superiority, and the end of the war, the ship was sent to New York and scrapped.
 
New Years. Park closed at dark. Little after 12 I roll in and find a car parked. Put the spot light on. No movement. Get out, and walk up on it. Back seat was a natural blond with her business looking straight at me. Quite the view. Tapped on the car. no movement. Went back to mine, turned on the siren. Still no movement. Re approached the car, got me another eyeful, because, why not? Pounded on the car, then saw movement. Walked away with a smile...
 
MarineUKFan said:
So, we show up in Ramadi Iraq in 2004 and our HMMWVs we had were severely lacking in armor. We link up with an infantry unit to make a vehicle movement/patrol through the middle of Ramadi (that place was like the wild west...at best). They asked me, "where are your vehicles?" and I pointed them out. They said, and I quote, "Are you REALLY going to drive through the middle of Ramadi in THOSE??" I said, well, that's all we have lol. So, off we go and as soon as those jokers saw our thin-skinned vehicles (2 of them) they opened up on us like we just did something bad. Shot out the radiator in my second vehicle and all that, but the funniest thing was we were all ducking and trying to get as small as we could and my driver (love that dude) was laughing his ass off at how the civilians were scrambling to get off the sidewalks. That was my first "contact" in my career and that guy helped me get through it with a laugh......although those fuckers shot clean through my pack that was in the back of the truck and ruined my goretex.
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My son was in Ramadi about that time(pre surge for over half his deployment) with an engineering company that was providing security for convoys along with the other engineering duties. They were attached to a Marine unit repairing/building a bridge and came under heavy sniper fire(1 soldier was KIA, a couple others were hit and survived) and he earned a Marine combat patch. Later he went airborne and wore that combat patch for every inspection the 82nd had. He even had a run in with the CSM over it and refused a direct order to use another combat patch from the Army. My son quoted the regs and asked the CSM if he had the authority to override the Secretary of Defense.
 
batchaps4me said:
My son was in Ramadi about that time(pre surge for over half his deployment) with an engineering company that was providing security for convoys along with the other engineering duties. They were attached to a Marine unit repairing/building a bridge and came under heavy sniper fire(1 soldier was KIA, a couple others were hit and survived) and he earned a Marine combat patch. Later he went airborne and wore that combat patch for every inspection the 82nd had. He even had a run in with the CSM over it and refused a direct order to use another combat patch from the Army. My son quoted the regs and asked the CSM if he had the authority to override the Secretary of Defense.
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Guessing they awarded him the Combat Action Ribbon?
 
MarineUKFan said:
Guessing they awarded him the Combat Action Ribbon?
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He got the CAB then because his MOS was not 11B. He was in the USAR at that time and later went into the regular Army as 11B airborne with the 82nd after his deployment. He said that being in the rapid reaction force to Haiti after that big earthquake was far worse emotionally than Iraq. He got out and went back to the USAR and is now on active status as a recruiter under the AGR program. He should be putting on his second rocker in the next month or two and is planning to stay in as long as his career progression allows then becoming a high school ROTC instructor.
 
batchaps4me said:
He got the CAB then because his MOS was not 11B. He was in the USAR at that time and later went into the regular Army as 11B airborne with the 82nd after his deployment. He said that being in the rapid reaction force to Haiti after that big earthquake was far worse emotionally than Iraq. He got out and went back to the USAR and is now on active status as a recruiter under the AGR program. He should be putting on his second rocker in the next month or two and is planning to stay in as long as his career progression allows then becoming a high school ROTC instructor.
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I have a step son who is an 11B now.....been in for a bit over a year.

He's headed off to Air Assault school next month and is fired up about that. Pretty proud of him that he could get a hard slot school seat for that as a junior guy in an infantry battalion. He must be doing something right. Have a "Proud parent of an American Badass" sticker on the back window of my ride along with, of course, my round gold flake Marine Corps sticker too.......but NOT a USMC Retired sticker....just can't pull the trigger on that one yet and I've been retired since 2014 lol.
 
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