That F-16 outfit represented by your model is one that I'm fairly intimate with.
The Weapons Guy in the intel shop that I worked for in Saudi Arabia in 2000 transferred from Luke to Andrews, and when I was at Ft. Meade, we got together again. Maj Dave 'Nuts' McNulty was the smartest weapons mofo I ever met, and about the funniest, too. He's the guy that had such a hard-on for what he referred to as 'fighter chimps'. He constantly showed nothing but contempt for the fighter guys, and if you've ever seen him take the starch out of an arrogant, strutting ****-of-the-walk rat-racer hot-stick fighter driver, you'd know where I learned MY skillz.
I'd go down to Andrews a few times after 9/11 and before the war kicked off to get and give a little intel on the down-low to Nuts and his intel sergeants, and in return, he'd let me fly the F-16 sim and drink the squadron's scotch and beer.
The Capital Squadron had the best unit bar I've ever been in, BY FAR, and it's decorated by men for men...exept they had a female, too, and she was ready to kill and/or die for her country, just like the guys. On the night of September 11th, 2001, she (1st Lieutenant) and the squadron commander (Colonel) were the ones on strip alert - STRIP ALERT!...in the dam' UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!! - and Nuts said it was the most bone-chilling briefing he's ever been in.
There were no air-to-air missiles on Andy; there wasn't any need for 'em, until that night. All they had were the cannons. The CO said if they scrambled to intercept a bogey (remember, nobody knew what was going to happen next, or if there were more attacks coming), their attack plan was for him to use his gun until winchester, and if the target didn't splash, she'd go in and use her gun until it went dry. If that didn't do it...he'd ram. And if the target was still flying...she'd ram.
'Yes sir', with no hesitation at all, and nobody in the room doubted they both meant it.
There's even more to tell, but it would take a HUGE post to really make y'all understand it.
But the bottom line: I liked Nuts and his unit, and they made sure I'd keep coming back by treating me as a member of their unit, almost like I was their 'NSA Detachment'.
The Weapons Guy in the intel shop that I worked for in Saudi Arabia in 2000 transferred from Luke to Andrews, and when I was at Ft. Meade, we got together again. Maj Dave 'Nuts' McNulty was the smartest weapons mofo I ever met, and about the funniest, too. He's the guy that had such a hard-on for what he referred to as 'fighter chimps'. He constantly showed nothing but contempt for the fighter guys, and if you've ever seen him take the starch out of an arrogant, strutting ****-of-the-walk rat-racer hot-stick fighter driver, you'd know where I learned MY skillz.
I'd go down to Andrews a few times after 9/11 and before the war kicked off to get and give a little intel on the down-low to Nuts and his intel sergeants, and in return, he'd let me fly the F-16 sim and drink the squadron's scotch and beer.
The Capital Squadron had the best unit bar I've ever been in, BY FAR, and it's decorated by men for men...exept they had a female, too, and she was ready to kill and/or die for her country, just like the guys. On the night of September 11th, 2001, she (1st Lieutenant) and the squadron commander (Colonel) were the ones on strip alert - STRIP ALERT!...in the dam' UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!!! - and Nuts said it was the most bone-chilling briefing he's ever been in.
There were no air-to-air missiles on Andy; there wasn't any need for 'em, until that night. All they had were the cannons. The CO said if they scrambled to intercept a bogey (remember, nobody knew what was going to happen next, or if there were more attacks coming), their attack plan was for him to use his gun until winchester, and if the target didn't splash, she'd go in and use her gun until it went dry. If that didn't do it...he'd ram. And if the target was still flying...she'd ram.
'Yes sir', with no hesitation at all, and nobody in the room doubted they both meant it.
There's even more to tell, but it would take a HUGE post to really make y'all understand it.
But the bottom line: I liked Nuts and his unit, and they made sure I'd keep coming back by treating me as a member of their unit, almost like I was their 'NSA Detachment'.
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