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It Breaks My Heart It Came To That.

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In May 2007, Iraq approximately 10 klicks from our patrol base an O.P. from our brother battalion was attacked, overwhelmed, and destroyed by Al-Queda. 5 men were killed after fighting fiercely and 4 were captured to be tortured and killed later. My company had DOD, Asymmetrical Warfare, Intelligence and Marine Corps dog teams as attachments. We never found the body's. We lost 3 NCOs dead and one soldier wounded in 2 days of searching. Later that year the unit of the soldiers that were killed took over our patrol base. A comment was made to one of their officers about never leave a man behind. Their soldiers took their anger out at us. Our guide on was stolen an shoved in a Porto shiter. Our Humvees were spray painted and lug nuts removed from tires, probably in the hopes we would roll over into a canal. I was not only worried about Al-Queda killing me but people in my own division. In August I was involved in a fire fight with Al-Queda forces in a village close to our patrol base. That night I killed a terrorist at point blank range. His man dress was charred black from my muzzle flash. His chest was cauterized and did not even bleed. He was our Brigade's #1 HVT responsible for the attack on the O.P. and a attack that captured and killed 2 101st Airborne soldiers in 05-06. Killing him did not bring them back or ease our units suffering. I only find good in the fact that he will never kill or torture again.
 
Your right on man. What gets me though is the comment that was made to the officer was one of empathy and respect for missing and eventually dead soldiers. He decided to take it as criticism of their unit. It got bad. Their lower enlisted would stand in the door of our chow area and just stare at us. NCOS would begrudgingly yell at them to make way. Once at night while walking to the piss out i herd foot steps behind me and thought I was going to get an E-tool to the back of my head. I am reserved to tell my battalion unit designation to others I have learned were in my division at that time in Iraq. Not because I'm ashamed but because those cuts run so deep. I don't want old grudges reborn.
 
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