Upon arrival in a C-130, Nick and myself weren't wearing any body armor, and we were scared shitless. Turns out we were in the middle of the BIAP complex, but it was a scary situation none-the-less. The following day we went out to the fire department, a run-down old Iraqi tower/vehicle stall converted into a military crash fire rescue headquarters. Our new home. As we jumped out of the back of the pickup mortars fell almost simultaneously. We ran for cover and the guys we were replacing almost shit themselves laughing. Even though it sounded like hell was at our doorstep, the explosions were miles off.
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