Thursday, February 14, 2008

Steaming Bowl of Suck, part III

Ok, so the whole reason I started this post was to help explain what it means to be a Soldier. It means being able to tolerate all manners of Suck and still get the job done. It is what binds us to each other as Soldiers - that shared risk, and the knowledge that the Soldier to your left and right will endure with you, that they won't break for cover, or shirk their duty, leaving others to carry more of the load.

Now where I left of in the story we had the area secure and broke an element off to go search for an Extremist weapons cache. The rest of us continued to try to retrieve the STUCK-VEE from the shitpond. All the while it continued to rain, and the mud got worse and worse. Somehow we "acquired" a pay loader and spent some time rigging the humvee up to it, but the mud was too slick. We even tried to bulldozer the mud away to get to dry ground, but that didn't work either. Eventually, we had to give up on what we call "self-recovery" and call for help, which came in the form of a 5-ton wrecker. After many different attempts, and some shoveling by hand, we finally freed the wretched vehicle, and got everyone back to base. It took some time to clean the thing, and it still doesn't smell right to this day.

As we went thru this 13 hour ordeal, we had to rotate guys in and out of the humvees to try and get warm, as hypothermia was becoming a real risk - everyone was soaked to the bone, and it was cold. It purely sucked. And it will be a story we'll all remember years from now.

But the bright part of this story is that just when we were worried most about how we were going to keep our men warm enough, one of the Iraqis in the area opened his home to us, built a warm fire and started baking bread for us to eat. The Iraqis eat unleavened bread so he started whipping out bread fast. It was amazing - the flour he was using was the only food he had in the house, but as Arab culture dictates he would share his last scrap of it with a guest. Just amazing.

10 comments:

Katana said...

lol... as a transportation person - this really does sound like my fucking nightmare. eww. ... puke.

Anonymous said...

That IS a story to remember and it had a really cool ending! Thanks for sharing, Sgt.

Hope said...

I am glad your guardian angels made sure you found shelter...no wonder you got so sick...

"D" AKA CI-Roller Dude said...

SGT G,
I shitstuckhumvee in Iraq sounds like the ultimate SUCK. I'm glad you got it out...I have a few stuck stories, but I think your's beat all of mine put together just because of where you were.
don't forget, the M1114 is just a SUV with armor and crap...it's not a tank...
Be safe and I'll buy all the drinks you can handle when you get home.
-D

David M said...

The Thunder Run has linked to this post in a blog post From the Front 02/15/2008 Due to lax posting this week I’m bringing you ALL of the front line posts for the week today in a separate post. Grab a cup of coffee and enjoy.

Katana said...

... hi. Where you be? I know you're online!! I'll bug u until you post again, I SWEAR I WILL! I'm an LT, I know how to spot check and piss off NCO's!

Hope said...

go kat go!
dont rat me out grump...I'll send you footie pajamas--with Barney on them...yeaaaaah barney...big ol purple Barneys...

"D" AKA CI-Roller Dude said...

We used to take stuffed Barneys to the range for target practice... little purple critter parts all over the place. 12gag shotgun did a good job on him.
Grumpy, what are you busy fighting a war or something...do more post! even if it's just about your pet donkey again.

Sergeant Grumpy said...

Sorry folks I have been laid up from eating too much local food with locals who eat with their hands.

Well that and the war, which lately has been a lot more like a police action.

Hope said...

do what you have to do grump...even in war there is an ebb and flow...

I'm glad to see big tough guys like D fussing at you though...takes the onus off us Grump groupies...ack I hate the word groupie...find something more socially acceptable will ya? oh and mind you don't get your ass shot off either-- k?