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Hardtack and Havoc

A private of the 1st Texas Volunteer Infantry Civil War Reenactor with a day job in Uncle Sugar's Navy trapped in the unholy land of New England...I wish I was still in Iraq.

November 28, 2003

The Second String

We got a special visit today, the Secretary of the Navy dropped by to wish us a happy holiday season and thank us for our service. It wasn't as good as the visit that the boys in Baghdad got (we are all pretty jealous but they deserve every bit of support they can get for the hard work they are doing out that way) but at least somebody came to thank us. It's nice that SECNAV cares but they had all of us nautical types (you know, the slimy things from the sea) form up at the cantina. Then after about ten minutes in the hot sun (I will remind you good reader, the it ain't just hot here. IT'S AFRICA HOT!) the powers that be announced delay in the schedule. We broke formation but we weren't to leave the area so my buddies and I hunkered down in the shade of a concrete bunker. We started to discuss the protective qualities of these protective bunkers against various common types of dropped and launched munitions and submunitions. The verdict was that we didn't believe our bunker would stop anything larger than a 40mm round. We pretty much decided that in the event of incoming fire we were going down the manhole to the cable/pipe runs in front of the building.

Oh and after about an hour of evaluating the protective ability of the concrete bunker SECNAV showed up and said "thanks"

TO THE TYRANT NEVER YIELD

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