Forwarded to me by a friend...
For all Marines or those who respect them and their fighting abilities:
This is an email from a son fighting in Iraq to his father. Very Heartwarming indeed. I would not to be on the receiving end of a US Marine Corps Offensive unless I really wanted to die for Allah.
Dispatches from the front. This SITREP was composed by my brother (Lt. Col. Bruce ****, USMC, Ret). Info obtained from his son, PFC Nick ****, USMC, 0331, Wpns. Co. 2/4. Will pass other pertinent details as they become available. Pass to alcon as you see fit.
Semper Fi,
Keith
>>>"****, BRUCE R. CONT (CMWC-RPI-N83

" 04/09/04 10:25AM >>>
Kampfbundt,
OK, I'm up out of my hole---at least for now. Nick called last night. His MAP-3 (Mobile Assault Platoon {replaced the 1980's-90's CAAT that was designed for armor threat vice threat they are facing now}) was brought back for a few hours to refuel/rearm/eat chow and he got a few minutes.
What you won't hear on audio-bites "...parts of Falluja/Ramadi still under enemy control..." or from those fat phoney freaks Kennedy and Kerry et.al. is
this: "Dad, we are kicking the living shitake out of those Martha Fockers."
It seems that the group that got ambushed were elements of 'G' 2/4. The rags set up diversional ambush sites elsewhere in Ramadi to draw attention and devoted their main effort on the Golf''s routine foot patrol. Nick has been told that the Ramadi front is designed to take heat off Falluja (2/1 and 1/5...1st recon is there as well). MAP 3 was called to provide relief to 'G.' Nick says that as they moved up, the rags were performing disciplined, as he calls it, "bounding fire and movement---they knew what they were doing---even when we knocked them back, they were 'bounding' " When I asked if he had cranked-off any rounds he replied with disgust, "Uhhh...yeahhhhh" (a version of 'no duh')...Dad our platoon alone has killed over 200 of those (again) Martha Fockers."
Relates that he got 4 in a taxi cab delivering ammo, several in door-ways, as well as several who were actually in friggin trees.
Heroism: One of Nick's Sgts got an AK round through shoulder and disobeyed LT's order for MEDEVAC. Remained with MAP for 4 hours and used an M-203 to continue fight.
Humor: Wounded rag runs in building. Marines pursue, apprehend. Rag is shrieking hysterically. "A big black Cpl puts barrel in rag;'s chest while screaming, 'Shut-the-fork-up!' " Rag grabs weapon. Cpl levels him with a straight right hand to the face. Another Marine pounds rag over the head with a 5-pound bag of flower that breaks, thus creating a Three Stoogesque-scene when white-face rag is led out of house.
USMC Lore: As MAP was entering Ramadi on Wed minaret loudspeakers were pronouncing, "This is the day you die, come forward and we will kill you in name of Jihad, bla, bla." Wpns Company Commander grabs interpreter, puts him on OUR loudspeaker and begins, "Come out and fight you gosh-darn pussy-cats and fight us in the streets like freaking men!" Nick relates that some did and, "We mowed them down."
There was much, much more but you get the drift. Nick was was very tired but pumped. He spoke in a very matter-of-fact tone like the old WWII guys talking about the Tenaru River Banzai at G-canal...no angst or 'what have I done' nonsense. They have been so frustrated and angry losing friends to IEDs and other sneaky shitake that I believe they do not consider the foe as human...and they're not. Nick says he was buddies with many KIA of Tues. A boot camp buddy from Illinois (PFC Morris) was KIA RPG last Sat.
Sun they went in to escort food hand-out amidst screaming and rock throwing. PAO Capt was along for ride and expressed aloud that this food stuff was a swell idea. On the way out, the rags blew an IED and KOed the 'skipper's' vehicle. Two WIA including our young reporter...numerous shrapnel wounds to face and "blood all over the place," according to Nick. I guess 'skipper' has adjusted his stance.
Well, those "devils in yellow leggings" seem to be making an impression. Nick asserts that the rags are figuring out that there is a new sheriff in town and they are becoming more cowed. States that they are "blowing the shitake out of everything." Of course, he knows that the cellar is still full of rats and every day you enter the cellar they will try and bite you...especially those that came to Iraq to die.
I know that he is fine because he signed-off with, "Semper Fi Dad, I love you."
Kelly, out
PS for Col Morris; Please let your network know of this SITREP. You and the other 2/4 Vietvets can be assured that your banner is unfurled and snapping.