So, b2-19 2nd platoon, it was near the end of the cycle and we had from what Ive heard and been told the no shit hardest ds on sand hill. Senior ds A, and ds T. We were at ftx pulling security probably around 0000-0030. Id been pulling security for the better half of three hours without moving more than a few inches because our senior would pop a flare every so often and if he saw movement your ass was grass. I put my head down on the butt of my m4 and no less than ten seconds goes by and I feel someone kick me. What the f***, dick!? I look on both sides, behind me, didnt see anyone. So it struck me and the fear began to form in my mind. I look up in front of me and saw someone standing there, oh s***, I muttered. My reply was one word yeah. Followed by a phrase that always was followed by FF games. 2nd platoon, on your feet! ... bear crawled up and down a hill rest of the night. F*** me right? Benning
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 18:00:02 +0000
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