23rd December
Happy Christmas Eve Eve, what a fucking day, started out early going into M1N, and I was buzzing, could not wait to get up there after that tasty sounding contact yesterday, proper suited and booted, all geared up, bombed up ready to scarp and………fuck all! The idea was to go up there and provide a “screening”, north to the re supply that was going to Qudrat, so we got to the mosque again, which was near where the contact took place yesterday and we spent about an hour static, I was up on a ladder over a tall wall, yes too tall even for me just my head and UGL ready to rock, watching down an alleyway about 150m long, hoping Terry would just jump out. i-com was going nut’s as per, but it’s 90% gobbing off on that thing, they know we listen into their radio channel anyway, so it’s just to try and get us to flap.
What they don’t understand is we want to fight them so fucking do it, and see what happens. But after UGLY smashed them up yesterday, I know I would not want to pick a fight the next day let’s put it like that. They are probably just waiting to smash us on Christmas day anyway. We patrolled back, no drama’s, and raided the re supply, chicken, pork, burgers, fuck loads of goodies and mail, it might be a good Christmas after all!
WELL WELL, we just got hit big time at Qudrat! At 1815, the sharpshooter fired a shot over Qudrat ‘CONTACT’, and he initiated the biggest contact we have ever had here, we got hit from M1T, M1P, M2A and M1Z 360′ contact. It was fucking mega. I just got off the super sanger, J.. was up there now but they were getting the round’s down so much we had to re supply them 7.62 during the contact. The GMG and the 50 Cal were smashing C32 M1T, that firing point, J.. was laying into M1P firing point, the ANP sanger was smashing M2A firing point, and me, well I had just got into bed, so I was running around the CP in my pj’s with my body amour and lid, getting up onto the walls and firing my UGL and wherever I could see the tracer going, I fired a round around into M1P but my line of sight was blocked to the firing point so I did guesstimate it and fired and I heard the round explode and then J.. shouting, from the super sanger ‘BURT IF THAT’S FUCKING YOU!’, I thought ohhhh shit here we go I’m going to get a fucking rollicking, ‘GOOD FUCKING SHOT SON, YOU JUST SMASHED THAT TWAT’, mega cheers Jay.
We were then kept stood too for a couple of hours, the contact lasted for 20 mins, does not sound a lot, but it was 20 mins solid firing nonstop, not just a couple rounds here and there so that’s a lot of lead, both way’s. Anyway I got stag again now and everyone is up talking about the contact round the bench, it was that mega the lads are all buzzing.
