The day after, I guess the 27th, Maddin and I went out for a presence patrol in a neighboring village. It's like night and day from where we regularly patrol. There were kids everywhere chirping Kalum, Kalum, Kalum.... This means pen in Pashto and they all want pens. I think we could actually end the war for future generations if we just airdropped a 747's worth of bic pens in every Afghan town and center. Well, they were crowding around which is okay, because the threat level decreases when civilians are around, but they get a little too close, and when you have blcoks of c-4 hanging off your pack, you tend to get a little nervous about little kids touching your kit. I finally lost my shit and told the interpreter to get these kids outta my space and to quit shadowing me. I'm not sure whether there is a huge rivalry between these towns, but they all say the same thing. The other towns are Taliban, and we are the good guys. Where we are, they neither confirm nor deny Taliban occupation. They just stare, and look depressed. Hopefully we can turn that around over the next little while.
So today I was out yet again. We got a tip from a local national that they found a weapons cache further down south. Dorner and I ( its just Dorner, Maddin and me right now) went patrolling to check it out. The ANA showed up on time for once and we kicked off at around 1000. We didn't get very far before they called the engineers up. A farmer told them he had found an RPG in his fields. Sure enough, there it was so we hauled out the c-4. I got one of the ANA to set the charge and had the interpreterguide the fella into blowing the rpg up. Looks like the net is messed up... gotta get ready for a busy few days. We're hoping for no rain, but we'll see.........til teh next......out
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