At Fort Hood my track flushed a jack rabbit from behind a bush. The whole company was on line, crossing a big open area, 10 M113A2s petal to the metal. The jack ran straight for a good ways, keeping the same distance in front of the track. After a minute or so, it cut right and was gone. That sucker could move.
I had 6 .50's and 6 M60's on the line at Camp Perry, we were ramping up the Reserve Units for Haiti in 94, just opened fire, when a ground hog decided he'd pop up to see what all the noise was about. Within seconds, every damned MG was tracking that little fat SOB as he ducked, weaved and dodged his way to another hole. Tracers ricocheting all to hell and gone, Tower screaming Cease Fire on the Radio, me blowing the whistle, it only ended when he got into his hole. They never hit him. A couple weeks after we got back I was talking about it with the Tower operator, a buddy of mine, and he said the poor little fucker got killed later on when he popped out and a tractor ran over him.
The angled front bumper causes the bale to be perfectly aligned with the loading mechanism. If we had to rely upon the driver to make the initial alignment, it could easily be off by quite a bit, and things would quickly go awry.
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DeleteLooks like some sort of clandestine rendezvous.
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Delete#6 - Molten metal? I'll have to bring a Thermos™ of that along next time I want to get behind the counter at my local bank.
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Delete#3 - what a slob!
ReplyDeleteAt Fort Hood my track flushed a jack rabbit from behind a bush. The whole company was on line, crossing a big open area, 10 M113A2s petal to the metal. The jack ran straight for a good ways, keeping the same distance in front of the track. After a minute or so, it cut right and was gone. That sucker could move.
ReplyDeleteI had 6 .50's and 6 M60's on the line at Camp Perry, we were ramping up the Reserve Units for Haiti in 94, just opened fire, when a ground hog decided he'd pop up to see what all the noise was about. Within seconds, every damned MG was tracking that little fat SOB as he ducked, weaved and dodged his way to another hole. Tracers ricocheting all to hell and gone, Tower screaming Cease Fire on the Radio, me blowing the whistle, it only ended when he got into his hole. They never hit him. A couple weeks after we got back I was talking about it with the Tower operator, a buddy of mine, and he said the poor little fucker got killed later on when he popped out and a tractor ran over him.
Delete#1, very cool!
ReplyDeleteReminds me of something my golden-doodle would do!
Delete#4. Make a sammich and then hang up the stuff like you're supposed to.
ReplyDeleteWhat am I missing on #7? Instead of the bumper on the front of the tractor, why not just drive a few feet to the left?
ReplyDeleteThe angled front bumper causes the bale to be perfectly aligned with the loading mechanism. If we had to rely upon the driver to make the initial alignment, it could easily be off by quite a bit, and things would quickly go awry.
DeleteThey might be more crowded, or poorly arranged, on occasion. All I could think of.
Delete#3 Nice legs.
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