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Once had a guy busted down for running a black market on the ship. Prior to our 6 month deployment he bought many cartons of popular name brand cigarettes and stashed them in a special locker. When the ship’s store ran out of cigarettes he started selling those cigarettes by the pack for ridiculous prices. The guy wasn’t even a smoker.
Never heard that being illegal to do. The only thing financially speaking illegal was to loan money at interest.
As an Air Liaison Officer with an Army armor BN, I was the senior USAF officer in the Tactical Air Control Party (TACP) during the unit's rotation at the National Training Center at Fort Irwin. I was a junior captain (O-3) and my fire support officer, an Army O-3, and I were going to prank his track driver, an E-4 Specialist who was a dead ringer for Rick Moranis in Ghostbusters, on his birthday. In the BN TOC he grabbed the driver's helmet while I cut the end of a chem stick off with a K-BAR, and drizzled a little of it on the top of the Kevlar pot, then put it back. We then went outside and waited, it was totally dark, only the stars provided any light. He walked out, put on his pot, and suddenly there were calls of "Hey, you, ya never heard of light discipline?" and "Damn, it's a f*****g ghost!" from a couple of senior NCOs nearby as his head was aglow. Today that would probably be an Article 15 or NJP, a career-ender, but it wasn't back then (late 80s).
I had a new pilot flying with us on a routine mission. I think we were to go deliver some parts to a smaller outpost. He was sitting up front in his co-pilots seat,The pilot {A/C} sitting next to him.I was making sure all my crap was in place in the back. The new pilot was looking at the map mumbling the name of the small out post we were flying to.........don't remember the name but it was Vietnamese........"Damn; I can't find this on the map".........With a straight face I said"Hell sir its right next to COW DUNG"...........Now he started mumbling cow dung over and over while looking at the map..........Pilot finally couldn't take it and started laughing...........Co-pilot looked at him,then me and the light came on........"chief, you SOB!!!"
LOL. That is a riot. Nobody thought of just using an M60 machine gun? Joking of course. Thanks for your service over there.
As was mentioned,din't want to give away your position. but more than that the powers that were absolutely forbid wasting ammo on rats. that's why these guys sent for the pellet guns. Plus......it was more challenging than with an M-60..............
Long before Walkmans and iPods were invented, we would tune the ADF navigation receiver in our Huey to a AM radio station. This could be good or bad depending on if you liked Country or Rock music because the Aircraft Commander usually made the call as to station choice. If what he liked wasn't what you liked, the only thing you could do was unselect it from your intercom. And no, I never heard "Flight of the Valkyries" or "Fortunate Son" in my Huey as I was flying.
Long before Walkmans and iPods were invented, we would tune the ADF navigation receiver in our Huey to a AM radio station. This could be good or bad depending on if you liked Country or Rock music because the Aircraft Commander usually made the call as to station choice. If what he liked wasn't what you liked, the only thing you could do was unselect it from your intercom. And no, I never heard "Flight of the Valkyries" or "Fortunate Son" in my Huey as I was flying.
one song heard while flying that i'll never forget............."we gotta get outta this place"
As an Air Liaison Officer with an Army armor BN, I was the senior USAF officer in the Tactical Air Control Party (TACP) during the unit's rotation at the National Training Center at Fort Irwin. I was a junior captain (O-3) and my fire support officer, an Army O-3, and I were going to prank his track driver, an E-4 Specialist who was a dead ringer for Rick Moranis in Ghostbusters, on his birthday. In the BN TOC he grabbed the driver's helmet while I cut the end of a chem stick off with a K-BAR, and drizzled a little of it on the top of the Kevlar pot, then put it back. We then went outside and waited, it was totally dark, only the stars provided any light. He walked out, put on his pot, and suddenly there were calls of "Hey, you, ya never heard of light discipline?" and "Damn, it's a f*****g ghost!" from a couple of senior NCOs nearby as his head was aglow. Today that would probably be an Article 15 or NJP, a career-ender, but it wasn't back then (late 80s).
And yet the big-wigs wonder why they are having trouble getting enough pilots anyway. News for them: The kind of people who *actually want* to fly military aircraft, like to have a little fun other ways too.
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