Pager goes off, same old #.
call it up, and told shits for real, the impossible needs doing again so get prepped.
slip on all the black aramid, nomex and kevlar garments, toss the 40 pound IV level plates in the carrier, toss it on. toss on the black tac vest.
select weapons. for this, Mp5 and 10 mags with glock 20 and 5 mags for back up. attach them all in the correct manner.
slog on my huge medical bag. finish up with knives, helmet, goggles, glow sticks, night vision, radios and batteries and other misc gear.
step on the scale. see a number thats 125 higher then before.
must move nimble and quick with set up, just as if without it. come down a rope no rigging, just hand power. climb up one, again just your muscles to do it, only with another human added to the load.
the hard part will be over and done mere minutes. there will be blood, death, gore, fear and hell itself. then it will be tranquil again....so goes the plan.
or we get gunned down before we get off the ropes, and it just ends.
either way, fuck fear, fuck limits and fuck the impossible. Failure is a non option, we will do the impossible again, and we'll come back just as arrogant and douchy as before, cause fuck it, we earned that right.
lolz. 15 mins of OP time, 45 mins of helo time, and the rest with the creature comforts we're use to like internet, beds, phones ect.
every war is different, modern SOF operations have no parallel to things in history. Probably the closest is the Knights of old...fighting in small numbers, up close and personal, nothing sterile or detached, no uncertainty about who did what.
and I'm suppose to be dead normal and fit in with college dingbats in a bar? The ones who think making it to class on time is hard? they got idea what hard is.
call it up, and told shits for real, the impossible needs doing again so get prepped.
slip on all the black aramid, nomex and kevlar garments, toss the 40 pound IV level plates in the carrier, toss it on. toss on the black tac vest.
select weapons. for this, Mp5 and 10 mags with glock 20 and 5 mags for back up. attach them all in the correct manner.
slog on my huge medical bag. finish up with knives, helmet, goggles, glow sticks, night vision, radios and batteries and other misc gear.
step on the scale. see a number thats 125 higher then before.
must move nimble and quick with set up, just as if without it. come down a rope no rigging, just hand power. climb up one, again just your muscles to do it, only with another human added to the load.
the hard part will be over and done mere minutes. there will be blood, death, gore, fear and hell itself. then it will be tranquil again....so goes the plan.
or we get gunned down before we get off the ropes, and it just ends.
either way, fuck fear, fuck limits and fuck the impossible. Failure is a non option, we will do the impossible again, and we'll come back just as arrogant and douchy as before, cause fuck it, we earned that right.
lolz. 15 mins of OP time, 45 mins of helo time, and the rest with the creature comforts we're use to like internet, beds, phones ect.
every war is different, modern SOF operations have no parallel to things in history. Probably the closest is the Knights of old...fighting in small numbers, up close and personal, nothing sterile or detached, no uncertainty about who did what.
and I'm suppose to be dead normal and fit in with college dingbats in a bar? The ones who think making it to class on time is hard? they got idea what hard is.
