Six of 'em.A month ago we lost 'em.Six of 'em. by ~TheBlackMondeo
Yeah, a month ago.
Actually, a bit more.
But roughly a month.
They'd gone on patrol, you see.
Six of 'em, in a Warrior.
We stayed back at base.
Back where we had no idea.
Then the explosion.
An IED for sure.
That short one, with no echo.
At least it seemed that way.
News came back.
The patrol had been caught.
My heart sunk and nausea crashed down.
The patrol had been caught.
We went to see the remains.
I wasn't sure if I wanted to.
But sure enough, was the twisted carcass.
Of what was once a Warrior.
We stared. We stared for ages.
Nobody spoke, not even a whisper.
Six of 'em had left this morning.
Six of 'em were dead.
And here I am, writing this.
A month after, actually more.
Their numbers still in my phone.
Wilf, JJ, Anton.
It's weird. It's so weird.
They're not dead, but they are.
Your mind knows they're gone.
But your concious says no.
Maybe they are still here?
Maybe they're spirits?
Maybe they're looking after us?
No, correct that.
The Military SlangThe Military SlangThe Military Slang by =KahunaSniper
Alphas or Class-As Service Alpha uniform from the NATO phonetic alphabet for the letter A.
ARMY Aren't Ready for Marine's Yet/Aren't Really Men Yet, pejorative backronym used by other branches.
Ass Marine slang for any weapons system or unit that packs a lot of firepower, usually tanks or helicopters.
Aye-Aye or Aye nautical term used as a response to orders meaning "I understand the orders I have received and will carry them out.
Beer Garden area set aside for the social consumption of alcohol and smoking of tobacco; may contain barbecue or picnic facilities.
Beer-Thirty time of dismissal from the day's duties (and thus allowed to drink alcohol).
Belt-Fed Excited; refers to linked rounds fed through a machine-gun. Can also be used as an intensifier, as in: 'That guy is a belt-fed sonovabitch,' i.e., a real son of a bitch.
Blooper grenade launcher, from the distinctive noise made when firin
Heartless MurderWar is nothing to joke, laugh or talk about in a happpy way.Heartless Murder by ~moonlit-flower-petal
Innocent lives are thrown away and they become just a number.
There lives just get stolen away.
Ripped from their hands and sent into a deep slumber.
From which they will never rise.
They will never hear another bird chirp or wind through the trees.
Never again to see the world from their now closed eyes.
Never again to smell the flowers sweet fragrance or the salty spray of the sea.
Never again to feel the sand in between their toes.
Never again to hear the sweet sound of music or see a work of art.
Never again to feel the delicate petals of a bright red rose.
Never again to hear the beating of thir very own heart.
They will never again be able to live as they once did.
They cannot awaken from the deep sleep of death.
Some of them just innocent kids.
Most of them never knew that that would be their last breath.
None of them deserved to be killed.
They did nothing wrong.
Yet it was their blood that was spilled,
that ran down