An old Navy Chief and an old Marine Gunny were sitting at the VFW arguing about who'd had the tougher career. I did 30 years in the Corps, "the Marine declared proudly, and fought in three of my country's wars. Fresh out of bootcamp I hit the beach at Okinawa, clawed my way up the blood-soaked sand, and eventually took out an entire enemy machine gun nest with a single grenade. As a Sergeant, I fought in Korea alongside General MacArthur. We pushed the enemy inch by bloody inch all the way up to the Chinese border, always under a barrage of artillery and small arms fire. Finally, as a Gunnery Sergeant, I did three consecutive combat tours in Vietnam. We humped through the mud and razor grass for 14 hours a day, plagued by rain and mosquitoes, ducking under sniper fire by day and mortar fire all night. In a firefight, we'd fire until our arms ached and our guns were empty, then we
charge the enemy with bayonets".
"Ah", said the Sailor with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Lucky bastid, all shore duty, huh?
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charge the enemy with bayonets".
"Ah", said the Sailor with a dismissive wave of his hand. "Lucky bastid, all shore duty, huh?
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