Korea Story

[NousDefionsDoc]

I was doing some research and came across this. I was laughing so hard I had tears running down. He's talking about stuttering.

"An infantry unit coming back from night patrol in Korea was halted by a friendly sentry on an outpost and challenged for the password. The enemy were always hiding near outposts so they could hear the passwords and use it to get into our positions so our guys started using passwords that the orientals would have difficulty in pronouncing. The password for the patrol that night was ‘Rasputin.’ The point man on the patrol said, ‘Ra-ra-ra-spu-spu-spu-, Aw fuck it. Shoot!’ The sympathetic sentry responded, ‘Pa-pa-pass Fr-fr-friend’."

Site (http://www.don-valentine.com/1st%20Group%20and%20White%20Star.htm)

[Roguish Lawyer]

lmao

[Jack Moroney (RIP)]

That brings back some memories, and at my advancing age and the increasing drop in temperature (-12 this morning) is a miracle in itself.

When I was doing my pentinence as an S4 in the 101st we got a new driver in the ammo section of the support platoon. He always answered in short, well thought out clips and never really got involved in any lengthy conversations. We just blew it off thinking that he was a little withdrawn. Then we got a new E6 who was slotted as the NCOIC of the ammo section who had a bad stuttering problem. I called the S4 section together and introduced him to the troops . The SSG introduced himself and for some reason thought he had to exert his authority right away and correct the S4 for having one of his pockets unbuttoned. He stuttered and stammered and really dug into this kids face. The S4 stood his ground and started to explain that he had just ripped off the button loading the truck and what came out was a labored, stuttering attempt to defend himself. The SSG got upset, " Are y, y you mock, mock, mocking me sol, sol, soldier". THe SP4 stood his ground, " Sh, sh ,shi, shit sar, sar, sarg, I got, got got a mou, mou, mouth fu, fu, full of sh, shi, shit t, t, t, too". No one knew he had a problem and we all cracked up. They became a good team, but damn you didn't want them on either end of a radio.

Jack Moroney

Jack Moroney

[NousDefionsDoc]

Good one Sir!

I don't know why this one struck me as so funny - I think it was the "Fook it shoot!" part.

[Shark Bait]

I know Jo Sul has some Korea stories. Maybe he will share them here, like the one about running head-long into a pit full of shit. Jo Sul, you're up.

[Sacamuelas]

]... the one about running head-long into a pit full of shit. Jo Sul, you're up[/B].
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SING ALONG Jo Sul... thats what friends are for right! LOL

Ok, waiting for the story now :munchin

[Trip_Wire (RIP)]

I know Jo Sul has some Korea stories. Maybe he will share them here, like the one about running head-long into a pit full of shit. Jo Sul, you're up.

I have a story, sort of like that! :o

It was in 1947 in Occupied Japan. I was assigned to the 1st Cavalry Division, A Troop 1/5th Cav. (I was a 16 year old Trooper.)

Any way, I was on a pass to nearby Tokyo and picked up a "girl" at the famous RR station in that town known for working girls (Yourocksho - SP?) We got on a train and she took me a couple of stations away. When I got off with her, I noticed signs posted that the whole town was off limits!

We walked a short way to a typical Japanese house, and to her room. Of course, one takes off your shoes when entering a house in Japan. (I did take them with me to her room though.) Any way I was getting down to business, when we heard a commotion at the front of the house... there were other GI's there too! The girls were shouting MP come...MP Come!

I didn't want to get caught, so I grabbed up my uniform in one hand and my boots in other and looked for a door! No door...so I sort of made one! I jumped right through one of those windows like they have in Japan, made from tissue like paper and wood...crash..bang...sploosh! I landed in a large honey bucket tub up to my waist in shit!

Well of course the MP's heard the commotion and came running around to where I was! They were from the 720th MP BN who hated the 1st Cav! (Most likely for good reason.) I was of course was one big stinking mess!

They took one look at me and said, soldier we don't want any part of you! Just get your ass out of here, and consider your self lucky! They left me standing there and took off with the other GI's they had captured!

The girls helped me wash up and clean up as best as I could; however, the smells still must have lingered as I got some funny looks on the train going back to Camp Drake! :rolleyes:

[Jo Sul]

OK, here goes. Our team was in Korea in '89 for Team Spirit working with the Korean 1st SF Brigade. We were playing the North Koreans, so our job was to infil south and keep an eye on Camp Humphries air field.

We jumped in at night and our DZ was a wet rice paddy. Of course, the Army decided that all of Korea is rough terrain so we had to wear the rough terrain Gumby suits - that combined with all the other crap we had to carry made it almost impossible to move. Basically when we hit the rice paddy we stuck like lawn-darts up to our knees in mud (those of us that hit the DZ at least). We had one Korean go into an irrigation ditch and almost drown - managed to get him out. One stick missed entirely and landed in the nearby village - one guy went through the roof of a house, another landed on a Korean who was pedalling his bike down the road - this Korean was the mayor of the village and was killed, not good.

Anyway we eventually extricated ourselves from that fiasco and moved to our patrol base. Every night we would send a few two-man teams (one of us and one Korean) to gather intel at the air field. My job was to setup with an IR camera outside the wire at the end of the runway and take pictures. The air field had guard towers and wire all around it, and we were told that the Korean guards had live ammo - war games or no war games they weren't fooling around. My Korean and I were in an open field under a pile of rice straw happily taking pictures when all the spot lights on the towers started coming on - the guards were obviously upset over something. Considering that I had zero cover in the open field, my Korean and I immediately started running for our lives across the field. After about 100 yards, my Korean stops in his tracks for no apparent reason. The ground in front of us looked normal as far as I could tell (at night), and I wasn't about to stop - I quickly found myself up to my knees in pig shit. Apparently this was some farmers pig hole or something. My Korean, who obviously was smarter than I was, pulled me out and we got back to the patrol base. At least I didn't go in face first.

It turns out that one of our other two-man teams found what looked like an empty guard tower and decide to use it as a vantage point to observe from. However the guard tower was occupied but the guard was asleep - of course he woke up when they showed up. Our Korean on this team decked the guard and they ran for it. This is what set off the alarm that had me literally "in the shit".

[Jo Sul]

This is also where the name "Jo Sul" comes from. We had been explaining to our Koreans what our jobs were on the team. I was the junior weapons sergeant - one of the Koreans said, "AH, jo sul! Baby weapons sergeant!" - from then on my name was "Jo Sul". I have no friggin idea what it means - probably something like "ugly white man who smells like pig shit".

[Kyobanim]

Jo is junior or training, depending on what context it's being used in, as in jo kyobanim would be training or junior instructor. I have no idea what sul is but I know there's a korean tralator on this site, just can't remember who.

[37F5V]

Using the handy dictionary Su = ability. Sul = booze.

Both could apply I imagine... ;)