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Show DU TIN EXTON P MB R 12 20 9 up the other road with the tank and a couple other tanks and they w r blowing th shit out of everything. That was pretty cool. So we're sitting there for a few minutes and I remember the battalion gunner, or the battalion master sergeant, [unclear WAV 10 - 6:07] Cantone, comes running down the street with ten bandoliers on him, 'Who needs ammo? Who wants ammo?" He's the only vet we had in the unit, the only one that had ever seen combat, really, and he fought in Vietnam. That was motivating to me, I see this old crusty mother fucker running down the middle of the street throwing me ammo. We loaded back up. So we were going, basically, to the west on that road and we staged right there. I think maybe 3rd Platoon had gotten in a little fire fight there in a schoolhouse or something, I don't remember exactly, but I know there was just very, very sporadic fire, if anything. It wasn't nothing, next to nothing. Compared to what we were expecting, it was a lot less. So we loaded back up and turned the comer because the rest of the division had passed through us. We ended up in the tail end, because that division had come into Nasiriyah and set up on the ambush, what's called Ambush Alley now, and we passed through them, set up, they passed through us and then we ended up tail end guarding the long train. Turned the comer to tum north on Route 7, I think that's the right route, and we went, it wasn't very far, and as you turned the corner you saw some of the damage that the LAR had done as they came through there. I remember two-track Charlie-that's what everybody called him-the Iraqi that had gotten run over my Am track. We started pushing north and it couldn't have been very far, we couldn't have gotten very far, but there was a couple of other places where either a bus had been shot up with a bunch of half uniform, half civilian people. You knew guys were dressed semi- 44 |
