Try it with only one usable leg, and just out of reconstructive surgey for your right knee. The knucklehead was looking for a victim to pick on - unfortunely I wasn't in a mood to play.Originally Posted by GoreBag
Was it a real knock down fight - no. But futher violence was extremely possible. But it makes for an amusing story.
Oh but you want real violence.
I got others exambles of situations where fighting would of resulted in my death, but instead taking the stance of show no fear but not looking for trouble happened to prevent the fight. (age 25) Latino gang chasing a teenager that happen to have a knife wound, that ran to my location where I was working on my mother's truck.
Or would you like to hear of the time that I choked holded an individual by placing my hand around his throat and lifting him up against the wall until, my buddies that were with me pulled me away. (age 21) Achocal induced violence between two people who were friends. He happened to hit me in the head with a beer bottle.
Or would you like to hear about the time I got stabbed because of a fight. (age 15) No big deal - I happen to get the better of the fight when I knocked him down and kicked him a few times in the ribs.
Or how about the time that I shot artillery rounds at Iraqi soldiers in 1991. Lots of blood and death associated with that one.
Or how about the three times my unit conducted Artillery Raids into Iraq with very little support. Ie we crossed the forward line of troops, went across the sand berm that was 20 foot high made by Saudi Arabia, Kuwait, and Iraq several years before the Invasion of Kuwait by Iraqi, going 10 kilometers into Iraq to raid deep into the Defensive positions of the Iraqi infantry.
Or how about going into the biggest damn quarry I have ever seen and watching the M1A1's engage T-60's not 200 meters from my location. Now that was an one sided fight.
Or how about a foot patrol through a bunch of trenches to make sure the area was secure for an occupation by the Field Artillery platoon I was in. A couple of booby traps were spoted but no enemy soldiers.
Or how about the time that I had my platoon open up on an Iraqi Infantry company because the knucklehead of a battalion commander gave a poor order prior to his going to talk to the Iraqi commander. (Desert Storm) You can actually read about the action (my part is omitted because it just a personal story of the bigger story) concerning the 1st Infantry Division where the Brigade commander told the Iraqi commander leave or die.
So how much violence would you like in a story about the last time I was in a fight.
I grew out of the necessity to demonstrate how much violence I am capable of long ago - facing death will often do that for you. But needless to say - your comment got a little raise of anger out of me.
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