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Originally Posted by kgsuarez
I think combat must be the coolest thing.
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Your joking right? If not, you may rest assured, it is not the coolest thing.
When you realize someone wants to kill you because of the uniform your wearing, because of WHAT you are, when you get that recall at 0 'dark 30, and file into the belly of a cargo plane, and those doors slam shut, and taxi's down that runway.. when your gut wrenches into a knot, and when finally learn what "pucker factor" is all about, the world is a cold, hard, lonely place. You don't want that.
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Heh wow, i should have read the rest more closely
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But man.. I would give anything to see some combat.
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So your not joking. You want to know what its like? Heres a little slice.
Imagine being in a country where everybody hates you. youve made some good friends, and your i dunno, "out on the job". You work together, you sleep in the same tents, like the movies, your like brothers. One guy is next to you. You look over at him and he's fine. You turn your head another way to look around, then you hear a loud noise and then turn your head back and he's on the ground holding his face.
Blood is coming out of his head, like someone took a drain plug out of a motor oil pan, and just as thick. You and a couple others try to help him, and come to find out, his face is smashed in. Its almost cartoony, because his eyes are acutaly closer to gether, like someone punched his face really good, like in a cartoon. But its not a cartoon, its real. you dare not say aloud what he looks like because he'll go into shock.
He gets medivaced out. You never see him again.
Next day that blood is there on the concrete. It one big cake, about 4 feet wide. 1/4 inch Thick, and its cracked, like dried paint. You can throw water on it, but the stain on the ground won't come out. The last thing that sticks in your mind is the mans face.
Its not cool. Don't be so nieve.