January 06, 2006

Keys Stolen - A War Story For Tammi

Blackfive-Doughboy.jpgThis is Matty O'Blackfive here.

I don’t have any cool war stories. So, when Tammi insisted on a story, you know how she is, I had to give one…

On February 27, 1991, as part of General Schwartzkopf’s End Run into Iraq, I was part of a Brigade assault across Phase Line Phoenix. We moved fast, faster than anyone had anticipated. In fact, we outpaced the French 6th Light Armored on our left flank.

One of my responsibilities was tactical intelligence – meaning that I was supposed find out the probable location of our enemy forces before they found ours. We were seeking to locate and destroy the 33rd Republican Guards Division. These were baaaaad guys, with reps to torture and mutilate their prisoners. We wanted to find them.

Because we outpaced the Frenchies *gasp*, I was tasked to screen our left flank – screen means to be an early warning signal in case we were attacked from that direction. It’s a classic cavalry mission and one that I was comfortable with.

After five grueling hours on mission, my team found the Republican Guards before they found us. I wanted to kill those MFs.

My HQ took too long to figure out what to do. Soon enough, the Guards knew we had their fix and the game was on.

At the time it was 3 against 3,000…and we had only one damn machine gun.




One damn machine gun.

Lord almighty, we fucked those three guys up somethin' fierce.

Posted by Blackfive at January 6, 2006 04:31 PM

I'm damned glad you got in Matt! There's beer in the fridge, and Eric probably left a bottle of Scotch somewhere on the counter over there...

One thing though. That 1 Machine Gun... Did y'all shoot it at 'em, or just beat the livin' mess out of 'em with it?

Posted by: RedNeck at January 6, 2006 04:49 PM

It would have been too much work to beat the crap out of 'em. We perforated those bastards.

Posted by: Blackfive at January 6, 2006 04:53 PM

..that's why I call you "killer"...

Posted by: Eric at January 6, 2006 05:20 PM

You're right about that... duh. It was probably pretty hot in the desert. I'd have perf'd 'em too!

Posted by: RedNeck at January 6, 2006 05:28 PM

Actually, it was kind of cold. The perf warmed 'em up, though...um, until they kind of whistled when the wind blew...

Posted by: Blackfive at January 6, 2006 05:38 PM

I loves me a good war story. Thank you Matty.

BTW - how'd you do that? The whole picture with the text around it thing? Damn, I hate when someone can drive my car better than I can! ;-)

Posted by: Tammi at January 7, 2006 06:45 AM


LOved the story...LOL!


Posted by: michele at January 7, 2006 10:47 AM