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>>23366841
We did a mission in the mountains that border Pakistan. There was some kind of training camp set up there and we needed to go in and clear it. It was a joint mission with a lot of moving parts. A day or two before we flew in for the mission They were doing a lot of bombing runs and drone strikes to clear it out. My platoon was sitting in the JOC watching the wall of TVs, each with a different ISR feed showing guys getting chewed up by 40mm and whatever else They use. Every time they killed a group of guys the room would erupt into cheers like we just scored a touchdown. Later when we actually got into the mountains my platoon didn't even need to fire a shot. We just had to clear the bodies and do SSE and take DNA and scan fingerprints into the green box. The mission was a ROD, and by that time the bodies had been cooking for something like 2 or 3 days. It's nighttime. We came off the peaks that we were camped at during the day and moved into the valley to look for bodies. I was a A-team leader. My squad was leading out and so I was point man with EOD and the Dog guy. Couldn't see well even under my fancy new white-phos NODs (I was the only team leader with white NODs b/c I was the armorer too, hence the pics), but I was able to locate the bodies by smell. The first body we found was so bloated I couldn't believe it. My F.O. buddy must have been sleep deprived because at the distance we saw the body (25m) he thought is was a bunch of bananas (it's bunch, not bushel).... I thought it was a pile of garbage bags at first. When we got closer I could see that his intestines had exploded out of his lower back and bloated so fucking much.

brb but im going to keep going.