OK, so I was ambushed. Only it wasn't my first time... In April, 2003, I was deployed to Iraq as OIC of a small combat weather team embedded in the 159th AVN BDE of the 101st ABN DIV (sorry, the contractions stick with you). We were part of a ground assault convoy headed towards An Najaf, and we were ambushed after a solid 18 hours driving. First on good hardball in the south and, later, back roads covered with an incredibly fine powder we called moon dust. And this is where it happened... And sure as shit, part of our convoy came under attack. And I thought it might.
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