The guy on the far left is holding up a brick of C4 plastic explosive (that’s C4 in the other guys flak jacket pockets as well), we took out a wrecked truck later that day.

Who says school’s boring?

An old truck stood there, before the big boom sent it straight to motor heaven.

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Somewhere, on some God foresaken rock in the Mediterranean, sometime in the early/mid eighties. 

If I recall this is where we got abandoned for a few days with no food, because the Navy boys said the weather was too rough to send the boats out to get us.

There were guys who purposely tried to get hypothermia so they would send a helicopter to collect them as a medical emergency. 

In the end we all got an impromptu ball game together and wallowed in the freezing mud. I had the time of my life. You never get closer to your buddies than when you’re all suffering through the same unbelievable shit, while firing high powered weaponry and blowing things up. 

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