CMT: 23:54 hours
Once Daiblo mad it to the hangar, he loaded up in the Osprey and set his pack down upon the seat next to where he would be sitting.
But soon did he not know that this mission would shape his outlook upon life. The mission was doomed, but noone knew it yet, not even command.
He sat down, inspected his equipment and made sure his gullie suit he was wearing was in order. He waited for the others while he went over some last minute stuff and the flight path of the mission with the pilot and co-pilot. After that he walked by the door gunners and made sure all was in order. The left, the right and the rear, all reported in that everything was in fine tune. Three minutes later the 8 man crew showed up and loaded up the gear onto the Osprey gunship.
They had brought explosive charges 6 in count, 4 M-4 Carbine's, 2 shotguns, 2 sub-machine guns. The Gun crew each had M-60's and the two pilots both carried Glock 40 pistols and M-4 carbines. The equipment also included recon scanning equipment and tracker designators for areial strikes.
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"I do not like this word "bomb." It is not a bomb. It is a device that is exploding."
"The truth is sometimes so precious that it must be surrounded by a bodyguard of lies"
"War is hell, but actual combat is a motherfucker."
"They are in front of us, behind us, and we are flanked on both sides by an enemy that outnumbers us 29:1. They can't get away from us now!"
"We are outnumbered, there is only one thing to do. We must attack!" ~ Diablo's Last Rally Call Before Charging Into Combat.