Soldier goes into battle in pink boxers and flip-flops

Oh, I don't doubt they do it, I saw the link the first time. I just read the 'anti-chafing' and 'impregnated with silver' bit and found it all a bit ... precious. Yes, we'll leave out any other word I might have used. Precious.

And they spell DEFENSE wrong in the UK. Just FYI.

Nah it was our word first!
When you're out of patrol for days at a time, in a hot sandy country anti chafing and anti sweating is hardly precious! The troops deserve the best equipment they can get to be able to do their job, we owe them that and if you think thats precious, fine. I would remind you though that the dead soldiers coming back here will still be wearing those 'precious' underwear.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/1542864/On-patrol-with-the-Marines-in-Afghanistan.html
 
When you're out of patrol for days at a time, in a hot sandy country anti chafing and anti sweating is hardly precious!

Have done. Didn't have anti-chafing anything. Somehow managed.

The troops deserve the best equipment they can get to be able to do their job, we owe them that and if you think thats precious, fine. I would remind you though that the dead soldiers coming back here will still be wearing those 'precious' underwear.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/1542864/On-patrol-with-the-Marines-in-Afghanistan.html

Sorry for any disrespect. It was intended as a bit of humor.
 
Have done. Didn't have anti-chafing anything. Somehow managed.



Sorry for any disrespect. It was intended as a bit of humor.

Managing isn't enough now, performance has to be spot on every time. The game has moved on and the odds upped these days, every single thing that can help the troops is done, they deserve it. And no one could ever call a British squaddie precious...well they may but only ever once lol!

My sense of humour is lacking when it comes to things like this, still mourning my student. I have others going out to Afghanistan later this year.
 
Bill, they stopped issuing the John Wayne somewhere before 1988 when I went in. I carried one that I bought at a military surplus store just in case though... as well as my own bottle of Tabasco sauce. ;) At that point we only had a few choices on MREs. I recently had one of the meals that the guys are getting now-a-days and it was actually pretty good. I can remember the dehydrated pork patty that you'd snap a piece off of and carry it in your mouth like a wad of chewing tobacco to get it softened up enough to swallow as you set up a defensive position or transported from place to place.

Anyway, now that we've gone six ways from Sunday from the OP... kudos to the man for setting modesty aside for duty.

Edit: Here's the Wiki on the P-38. I knew I was getting first generation MREs and this thing states that the JW was issued up into the 1980s. Seems we were changing a lot of things when I went in. Jeep to HMMWV, .45 to 9mm, A1 to A2.

I am glad somebody has fond memories of the pork MREs, as I certainly do not. On a Bright Star exercise, some complete imbecile decided to give some of these to the Egyptian plainclothes guys working with us.... just imagine the consequences had their families eaten those! Naturally, I got picked to go get them back. I fortunately brought some beef MREs along to trade (the steaks were like a cross between a T-bone and a saltine cracker....odd things, but good). After an actual tug of war that would have been comical, were there not distressing signs they were considering shooting me, I dropped on all fours and pointed at the pork MRE and began oinking.... then I pointed at the beef MRE and Moooooo'd. Demeaning, but it worked. So I went from thief to savior and lived to come here and post dumb (but true) stories.

Every generation of soldiers thinks the one before them and the ones after them are spoiled......... and that's true, too.
 
http://www.military.com/news/articl...es-the-pink-boxer-gi.html?ESRC=topstories.RSS

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I am glad somebody has fond memories of the pork MREs, as I certainly do not. On a Bright Star exercise, some complete imbecile decided to give some of these to the Egyptian plainclothes guys working with us.... just imagine the consequences had their families eaten those! Naturally, I got picked to go get them back. I fortunately brought some beef MREs along to trade (the steaks were like a cross between a T-bone and a saltine cracker....odd things, but good). After an actual tug of war that would have been comical, were there not distressing signs they were considering shooting me, I dropped on all fours and pointed at the pork MRE and began oinking.... then I pointed at the beef MRE and Moooooo'd. Demeaning, but it worked. So I went from thief to savior and lived to come here and post dumb (but true) stories.

Every generation of soldiers thinks the one before them and the ones after them are spoiled......... and that's true, too.

That is an AWESOME story! Great job, too!
 
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