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Show MOR HALL l B 20 9 MH: Yes. Or whoever we were fighting. Yeah so that wa m1-m tivati nal that I didn't have to be as scared because I think they were mor fearful v nth ugh th y knew the terrain better. Really, in urban combat they had the upper hand. After that we kind of did more of the same sort of hole digging. It may not have been, but ... We started doing little raids. I guess someone in the intelligence field would give us an address and we would line up on the door, run in, search the house for guns and stuff like that. Mostly I think we just stole their money. JCW: Really? MH: I think so. There would be big plastic bags oflraqi currency. We didn't take the whole bag, but we took little, I guess we'd call them dollar bills, but nothing that felt like you were stealing. I guess in that mindset, I don't know really how to morally, within myself, say that wasn't stealing, but it was stealing. I guess it felt like we deserved something, which is strange because you would see looters all around and you knew that was stealing, but what was I doing? I guess the same thing. But these little raids, we really didn't see anything. They were more scary than they were eventful, because you're going into an unknown building. There could be someone behind any door and stuff like that. But, really, we didn't see anything. We didn't usually at dusk. All the lights were out throughout the city. I think that was sort of like a pre-war sort of thing. They shut down the electricity, because they had lights, but there was no power to anything. I also remember their sanitation. There's always just heaps of garbage, even just right next to the houses. So it always smelled bad. After these little raids, we kind of parked. I don't really remember the circumstances of why we got out, but this is kind of our first and kind of last big battle. It 33 |
