nemesis

There are three people in this photo, one of which is me.

Of the other two, one is a senior enlisted Airman, whom I admire and respect greatly.  He leads from the front and I would fight alongside him any time, any where.

The other is an enormous idiot who, during training, frequently lost control, screamed, "GET THE F*CK OUT OF HERE" over the radio and attempted to leave fellow Airmen and Afghan Soldiers behind.  He was like a giant pimple on the collective ass of our class and mainly served to make us all miserable.  Of course, he believes he is God's gift to the military and boasted of his extensive combat skills (which he could never back up -- for example, he barely qualified on all live-fire weapons and threw the training hand grenades nowhere near the target but towards students and instructors).  He is also a graduate of the same place I received my MBA...


Can you guess which is which?

Amusing myself early in the morning

Before we move out for the day's mission, the Truck Commanders have to "ground guide" the armored vehicles out of the parking area (it's a safety thing).  It's hot and muggy here, so I got tired of this daily chore after about one day and quickly started doing things to entertain myself.  However, I didn't know I was being filmed...

 

Some Pics from CST

About Me

If you're reading this, you know who I am, where I am and what I'm doing. For obvious reasons, we don't need anyone else knowing this information, so please don't use my name, your name or other family members' names in posts. I plan to photoshop my name off my uniform in the near future. This is just a rough idea so far.

CST stands for Combat Skills Training.  It's 60 days long and conducted at a few Army bases around the country.  A lot of the equipment we're getting trained on has classified components and we're therefore not allowed to photograph it.  But these are a few glimpses of the "fun" I'm having.

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Getting trained on the Improved Outer Tactical Vest (IOTV).  They're much improved since my last deployment

M1151A1 recovery operations (translation: pulling the Humvee out of the mud)

Night vision.  Obviously, I had no idea this was being taken until I saw the flash.

Climbing into the M240B gunners turret on our vehicle (our call sign: Avalanche-5)

Miles away.

Another "stand around and wait" training session.

Waiting to move out in our convoy.  Your tax dollars at work.