Soldiers find out that the only way to make combat worse is to do it while your worn down and hung the fuck over.
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After several weeks of non-stop engineer missions, (route clearance, QRF and CLPs), we were supposed to get a day to refit. Believing these assholes.... we got drunk, stayed up late and kicked freestyles in a broke down bus outside the hooches.....the next morning Battalion staff show up unannounced.....and demad we conduct a "site visits" around the local fire bases in the valley where engineer shit was happening.......fags.....so we SP ready to roll as usual, except......gunners falling asleep in the turrets still kinda drunk or really hung over because we didn't even have a chance to have DOC plug us with a little saline from the IV, normally good to roll in the 100*/+ cause once ya get to the Kornegal the temp drops but the valley gets hot....which was the only reason the POGs wanted to go to taste what we wanted a break from and put in for a medal should their truck take fire