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Show MORGAN HALL 1 R 2009 I don t know why I didn't mention this earlier because it s ms lik a ignific nt event, but it just barely came back. It was a pretty big. I remember the sandst rm wa picking up. This is before we got to the Tigress so it's a little bit of a backtrack. W unloaded and we kind of had to run through, essentially, like a sewer system sort of like stagnant pools of sewage. I remember the water looked just gross. You didn't see chunks or anything like that, but it just smelled really bad. So we were laden with all this gear and we kind of line up behind the berm to put down suppressive fire while someone else is going around the side to, I guess, do whatever they needed to do. I wasn't really privy to that information. So I remember I kept running back and forth, kind of in view of, if there were people, I didn't seem them at the time, but if there were people shooting, kind of open territory. I had a bunch of 203 shells, which you load them into a grenade launcher on a M-16 and it kind of shoots a grenade, like a single shot grenade into the area. So it felt like I was doing something, nothing heroic, but I felt like I was doing more than just shooting at nothing. After the people shooting the 203s came back to the same place we were, I remember there was a TOW gunner which, earlier in the conversation, you'll remember that's where I should have been, on the back of a Humvee. This is kind of my first taste of physically inflicting pain on someone else. So we're shooting in this little area and I see this TOW missile go out. I remember hearing a baby scream and then not scream anymore. I kind of put the two together and, I don't know, it wasn't really regret, it was more that if I put A and B together, it seemed like I did something wrong, even though I wasn't shooting at a baby. That stuck with me for a long, long time, the screaming. Like I said before, it was the first time that we actually saw people shooting back at us. Later I'd remember the sounds better of bullets snapping past my head, but at 30 |
