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As most of you know, I spent much of my Army career in Ranger School. I was recycled twice (6 months total); once in Darby, and once in Mountains. Lucky for me, my first recycle took place during the Best Ranger Competition (sarcasm). So obviously there was a urgency for RTB to plus up the holdover/recycle pool, in order to complete the many details involved with getting the competition off without a hitch. Obviously many of us were pretty annoyed with that. I really don't see how I recycled Darby,
I'll be attending the October running of the Mirror Image training course run by the Terrorism Research Center and Blackwater. The course is apparently modeled around terrorist training camps, and is designed to assist you in "seeing through the eyes of enemy." The course costs $3200 for the week (includes ammo, weapons, room & board, etc).
During training you are split up and live and operate with your cell. You pray 5 times a day, study the Quran, perform plenty of scenarios,
This is a short story about one of the first roommates I had in Ranger Battalion. I was a PV2 (E-2), and had just moved from our old barracks (I mean OLD) into some brand new ones. In the old barracks, I was sharing a small room with 4 other Rangers. Since their weren't enough beds, I slept on the floor. The new barracks were great. From the outside hallway, you open your door, leading to a small corridor that branched off into two bedrooms, a bathroom/shower, and a small semi kitchen area.
B co. 3/75's second OEF deployment was more interesting to me than the first. Each platoon was sent to a different location in Afghanistan where they were nice enough to rotate us after X amount of days. I didn't care for the built up locations, but it was nice to have air conditioning, showers, laundry, email, etc etc. To me, the better part was our long stay in Shkin, Afghanistan.
Shkin? WTF is
Jumping into Afghanistan was probably one of the more painful things I have experienced while I was in the Army. It started off well, but a combination of several events made it a shitty night. We were flying in a C-130, and it was a pretty long flight. Before we departed, General Tommy Franks gave us all a quick talk on the tarmac. He ended it by sort of stomping his foot on the tarmac, and mentioning that "the ground is probably going to be as hard as this."
Not exactly coach-class
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