Let's see, there was the time i sunk the APC, but i've already told that one here.
Then there was the time i 'shot' the Bn Co three times in...five days was it? That's including once while he was standing next to the Bde Full bird.
Or the time we hit a patch of turbulence in a treetop level Crash Hawk at about a buck fifty and one of the Pvts lost his M16 out the door...
Or the time we assaulted the BLUFOR CP and my 1st sgt saying afterwards,
"I heard that sixty barking(M60), looked at my M9(pistol) in my hand, and thought to myself, 'I might as well throw this fuccker at them for all the good it'll do'".
Of course my fave was
probably the time i scored a 10ring direct hit on the side of one of my best friends 113s the first time i ever used a 40mm simulator(uninstructed, of course, lol)...from the back hatch of a moving track.
The sight of him(He was the SL) chasing our 113 x-country on foot- with an M9 bayonet in his hand- will linger in my conciousness almost as long as the mental image of his whole squad scattering as the 40mm round sailed straight and true...75 meters...right through the camo net covering their track...and BOOM as it hit the side of the hull.
No injuries, but it sure scared hell out of those fellas. Eh, those Bravo Co guys were pusssies anyway.
But then there was that one time i 'killed' the entire Bn Tank Plt(Six M1s) with seven rounds of 7.62 blank ammunition by shooting each of the drivers in the noggin as they negotiated a very tight turn on a fairly narrow ridge pass.
The judge- god bless his soul- ruled that each driver would have 'driven off the cliff' when hit. Given the 50 meter spacing of the tanks, and the blind nature of the curve, he further ruled that each of the trail tanks would be oblivious to the plight of the tank in front of him.....
It was plausible...i guess.
LOL, that DAT PL was unbelievably pissed. I never liked him anyway.
The army may pay for shiit, but memories like those are priceless.
