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Title: Anger, Hate, Vengance, and Love
Tags: War, Iraq, The fight for Mu ci eeb
Blog Entry: Anger, Hate, Vengance, and Love As the truck turns the coner were hit and time has slowed I can see the plate form and the Molten slug slam into the door The truck rocks the slug misses My legs by inches then I feel the Bullets flying by there close enough To touch now there slamming into The turret sheild and the glass I'm stuck I cant move I look the drivers Hit the turrets jammed I can feel the icey Grasb of deaths touch then thats when I Feel it heat and pain and my mind screams Fuck you hell no I will never give up I will never give in I grit my teeth and scream as my mussels surge from the Pain but I focus on it I draw the strength I need from it and wrench the turret free Swing to the three looking down as I Turn the truck commander is calling For evac and sending sitreps I look down my trusted 240b sites Mussel flash and I pull the trigger Never blinking the weapon roars to life I watch the rounds strike there target With grim satisfaction as his body jerks The pink mist spraying the building Behind him then I hear our saving grace Were on our way comes crackling over The net and then White smoke from The coner of my eye I scream RPG I swing right then here the most Reassuring and intemidating sound yet The roar of the 50cal and the gunner Screaming DIE MOTHER FUCKER DIE Then a deafining blast five meters to the Twelve and the truck rocks back again A blinding flash I can't see I can't hear Then the white slowly turns to black I see a flash a image of a face in the Darkness I struggle to make it out Its my wife smileing back at me and New life surges threw my veins followed By anger and hate for anyone who would Dare take me from her and her beuatiful Smile I struggle to stand and shake my Head and roar with anger and hatered I can see my strength has returned I still can't hear but I can move I grab my weapon and scan mussel flashes I swing left and fire and fire again and again So far past the point of pain I am only vengence The mussel flashes die out with there jerking and Twitching bodies there dead I feel the warm blood Running down my arm as I look down the medic Is there hes grabbing the driver and the battle is Won at a heavy cost I collapse in exshaution as I realize I'm going home I black out the last thing I see is the image of my wifes smilling face. Kalimadran