It is amazing the amount of work and resources it takes to move redacted all the way to redacted.
Early wake-ups, late nights, cold floors, time zones, weird food, and multiple modes of transportation are to be expected. I’ve spent the night in an abandoned hanger (with holes in the roof), slept on 463L pallets, spent days in Quonset tents, slept in the dirt, or even slept under the plane on the tarmac, using the tail as refuge from the rain…. just waiting for the next leg. But rest assured, the redacted will get you there.
At least no redactedredacted up this time, which can be a real concern since there’s nowhere to put the redacted (even if you get one in time).
Every now and then you find a real-world example of a wikipedia article.
Someone has found just such an example, linear perspective.
With the exception of the open ocean, this may be the flattest place I’ve ever seen. It’s like God said, “whatever.” Even the ocean has waves.
I mentioned before that this place sucks, I wasn’t kidding. Woe be to those units that get stuck here for extended periods… they’d probably be interested in ordering some MFA’s.
No redacted , there we were.
After spending redacted at redacted , we decided to start seeing other places. It isn’t personal, redacted . In fact, it’s not you. It’s me. I just need some place without so many trees. Your humidity…. quite frankly, is suffocating.
Anywhoooo….. we (or someone else) ended up in redacted . Easily the crappiest place we’ve been to so far. Perhaps we will do some stuff, but I can’t talk about it here.
The good news is: whoever we are and wherever we are, things are going great (not that we could tell you otherwise).
“Wish you were here”.
If, at any time, you become dizzy or feel faint, please sit or lie down in a controlled manner.
First off, I don’t condone or wish to glorify suicide. However, soldiers are known for their morbid humor.
I was stuck in a four hour-long briefing by a redacted with a bunch of other redacted the other day. This briefing started as a redacted and quickly turned into a rambling mess.
Somewhere around the 2.5 hour mark, my mind wandered to the topic of suck-starting my rifle. 15 rambling “fuck”-laden speach minutes later I would invent a device of sheer “youth-in-asia” simplicity that would impress even the late Dr. Kevorkian.
NSN is forthcoming.
Inspired by the Blank Firing Adapter (BFA), matching the simplicity of the suppressor, and possessing the ergonomic comfort of the rubberized mouthguard, the MFA is a must have for all briefings exceeding 1 hour. Yes, this is my “modest proposal“.
At least now I can claim prior art if someone tries to patent this thing.
We are good at: tasteless humor and backwards planning.
Jiu Jitsu was the martial art of the Samurai. It is for this reason that the redacted practices Jiu Jitsu. Because we are, in fact, Samurai. Forget ninjas. Ninjas are people who washed out of Samurai school on Zero Week for height/weight, failing pullups, or a clerical error on their enrolment forms.
Of course, the Jiu Jitsu we use is redacted , which is like Gracie Jiu Jitsu if Helio had been a retard. Of course, Gracie Jiu Jitsu was a descendant of Judo (which was then called Kano’s Jiu Jitsu), which itself was descended from the Samurai’s honored martial art. A watered down derivative of a version of a version of the Samurai. Anyway…
A few weeks ago, the snow cleared and we got a chance to do some redacted .
On the upside, these apes are pretty tough. And they enjoy learning. But all good things come to an end.
This is why we can’t have nice things, redacted !
Turned out to be a minor injury. Not a bad day all in all.
Any time you see soldiers having fun, someone probably screwed up.
To be clear, I didn’t say that WE had fun. Just someone.
Sure beats redacted redacted. I wonder if pictures of welts are covered under HIPAA…
I got the best care package from redacted today!
Among all the beef jerky and gummy bears were several pieces of art that I proudly display on my wall locker for all to see.
Big thanks to redacted and redacted for the pictures! And of course to redacted for the awesome package!
To add some variety to our redacted, we decided to go the redacted redacted.
A great workout, with good people, and all the requisite shit-talking you’d expect from redacted.
Everyone was pretty quick, I was impressed.
It was a pretty good day.
We were briefed that we are free to blog about or experiences as long as it doesn’t reveal any TTPs, technology or equipment, identities, times or dates, locations, troop strengths, unit information, or redacted.
This is my attempt to record my experiences while the redacted redacted redacted redacted .
I aim to make the blog interesting and fun, while maintaining Good OpSec.
For those that don’t know: the days of soldiers casually talking about their military activities to impress chicks on facebook are coming to an end.
Don’t get me wrong though. While I can poke a little fun at the new OpSec environment, I generally agree with the premise.