no crap.....there i was! Here i am sittin in "the hole" with the handle to a 50 Cal. M2 machine gun in my hands. I'm scoping the area as we drive through a heavy populated Iraqi city. I have my "brain bucket" on and nice goggles to cover my eyes from all the darn sand in this god-forsaken place. As i am scanning the area my Execuative Officer, Major Johnson hands me up something to drink. As he does this he yells at me "see anything Sarge?". I tell him all is quiet with the sand creatins or "hodgy" as we call them. We drove a few more blocks and the Major got a call over the radio that there was some "action" a few blocks from us. Word was passed out the hole to me as i screamed "buckle up boys it's time to rock and roll!!"

As we get near the rally point i catch wind of a sniper up in a mosk shooting near our position. The Major does a combat roll out the truck to get into cover position, as i crouch to hold down some massive supressive fire! "Lets MONKEY STOMP these f*ckers Sir!!" i tell the Major..."take em out Sarge" he says. We spent nearly 2 hours fighting insurgents until i ran outta 50 cal. rounds and had to switch to my M16A2 service rifle! From there we were about to raid yet another buliding when we got pinned down. the Major called for fire on the mosk. In came an A10 airforce jet with that loud but yet satisfying "#### gun"....or gattling gun as some call it.

Game over...a$$ whoopin successful.