The Telegraph profiles Coalition troops in the Fallujah raid:
"I got myself a real juicy target," shouted Sgt James Anyett, peering through the thermal sight of a Long Range Acquisition System (LRAS) mounted on one of Phantom's Humvees."Prepare to copy that 89089226. Direction 202 degrees. Range 950 metres. I got five motherf****** in a building with weapons."
Capt Kirk Mayfield, commander of the Phantoms, called for fire from his task force's mortar team. But Sgt Anyett didn't want to wait. "Dude, give me the sniper rifle. I can take them out - I'm from Alabama."
Two minutes tick by. "They're moving deep," shouted Sgt Anyett with disappointment. A dozen loud booms rattle the sky and smoke rose as mortars rained down on the co-ordinates the sergeant had given.
"Yeah," he yelled. "Battle Damage Assessment - nothing. Building's gone. I got my kills, I'm coming down. I just love my job."
I love my job, too. And I never forget that my job is made possible by those who stand ready to do violence on my behalf. Thanks to all who serve.
Hat-tip: The Corner
Posted by jk at November 10, 2004 09:46 AMHu-rah.
They may do double the violence in my name, to cancel out one of those "Not in my name" kooks.
Posted by: johngalt at November 10, 2004 01:19 PM