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Commo Stories
05B/18E is an interesting MOS. Sometimes we experience things just as interesting as the "fun & Games" of the others. Your stories are welcome and wanted. Let me start with "commo in the south."
In 1969 I was participating in an FTX just west of Pinehurst. I was due to make a commo contact and was, alone, getting ready to set up. It was cold and raining and I saw a woodshed which would give some shelter from the rain. I was using the PRC-764 so no generator man was needed. Just as I got set up there was a knock at the door. It opened and I saw four of the biggest shotgun barrals in the world looking me right in the eye.
One man sayrs "BOY, what are you doing here?" I explained that I was on a military exercise and we had permission to use the land. He replied that the "land" didn't include that building. He told me to pack my shit and git and forget anything I saw. Only then did I notice the shelves lined with 1 gallon milk bottles filled with a clear liquid.
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