I have to hit the hay - I'll catch up in 5h

ima go lift now

0530

it is time

If i wanted to go there itd be something along the lines of triple frontier.

^^

But without losing the money

You know that shit sounds so heavy right at the ass end of obama i wouldnt be suprised you felt shady about it.

@wendiko it was still cool as fuck at times though

choke slamming cartel members

clearing room to room house to house

constant raids

adrenaline rush was intense

ROE was fast and loose so we were allowed to be a little handsy

and rough with them if we wanted

which i took advantage of

Also one nice thing about Mexico is that roids are completely street legal there

and are sold EVERYWHERE

Lmaooo

so i bought a shitton of tren and dbol up

for real cheap

RAGE

and then

sold them to rangers

back at benning

for a killing

entire ranger bat is on heavy juice brah

good market

@P I L L A R M A N damn, that's a wild fucking story man, I also wished that private bashed that dude's brains in tbh

so there was this old man named Frank former Marine first guy to tell me about the gulf of (taulkin/gook speech) so franks a viet nam vet chain smoking mechanic. A fairly mild mannered old man until ya get to kno the guy then he'll tell ya about cocksuckers from all walks of life no culture is spared nothing escapes the fine tooth comb folksy wisdom from this good ole boy, be they lazy greedy liein cant trustem even if ya had a gun barrel taped to their back side cocksuckers u name it hed found a reason why it was bullshit. so Frank got dishonorably discharged back in 71 there abouts at the very tail end of his 2nd tour of duty made it through the A-shaw Valley carried clips with 2 rounds taken out to prevent jaming took turns shooting while the guy next to him reloaded real steel warrior well after Frank had spent a number of years fighting the "pajama men" an and was about to go back home and work farming for a while get drunk amd start a family then this happemed
theres reports of incomming fire and a position (about x number of clicks by compass point) being enveloped in the hailstorm of carnage that is a battle men dieing begging for back up their mother and who knos what else over the radio and Frank can hear the shots. Well Lt. Candy Ass the ball-less wonder's order are for extraction and extraction only opon hearing this Frank does "what any good man ought to do" pulls out his service pistol gently but firmly presses the muzzle into the Lt's neck from the passenger seat and informs him its time for a detour. not a god dam clue about the combat side Frank didnt like talk about that much but the Calvary arrived and sent them pajamas high tailing it back home and for this Frank was stripped of rank and sent back home with plenty of reasons to be glad he was left to tinker and buy ya a cup of coffee in honnor of that man and many others like him lets get to the bottom of #Epstines Pizza Gates express and boogy woogy all night long

Based

Redpilled

*nice*

Frank was a stand up man I think he drank his last beer (died) a couple years back

Idk if this counts as a war story but I have a serious question about something I feel awful about

@Fe4r_incarnate you've got other service members, ems, etc here. Go for it

Shoot it king

So tonight, a good friend of mine got home from the military, he was honorably discharged, had a medical issue with his back, whatever. We've been friends for a while, he served one tour in afghanistan, but never once did he ever show any sign of anything ever bugging him. He used to joke about it and stuff... and even tonight he was joking about it.... but I think he got drunk, and his dad and I were talking about how I had almost joined Combat Search and rescue but couldn't swim... and my buddy (obviously drunk) started talking about something to do with a "soul for a soul" and I didn't understand, and I thought he was joking so I asked what he meant, and he just kept repeating it and said he had friends die and shit (which my other friend and I who were there both remember him saying nobody he cared about died) and he started crying and he and his family got up and left, his dad came back and reassured us that everything was okay and it was just because he was drunk... but I feel awful, I don't know if I triggered something or said something I shouldn't have, I've NEVER seen this guy even remotely bothered by anything, and literally 10 minutes before we were joking around and having a great time. Does he have PTSD? Is there something wrong that I need to take better care of in the future? I mean this guy is the most care free, happy guy I know, I genuinely don't know what happened.

I had even picked him up early from the airport to help surprise his parents and he was super happy, joking with me, playing his favorite songs and shit. I just don't know what happened. I feel like somewhere I did something wrong because he seemed upset because of me, and when he left he even tried to give me his debit card (?) I just don't know... was it because he was drunk? I don't get it

PTSD, yeah sounds like it

Is that usually triggered with alcohol? I just felt like such an ass... his dad and I were joking and next thing I knew he was crying and trying to get up to leave