“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
Bomb scare at Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka 1974 - With 2nd Squadron Engineers
Monday, August 15, 2022
Those old days, no Police cleared bombs or booby traps (IED's), it was the Combat Engineers, only the Combat Engineers did that and no one else, except those who were trained by them, others did not possess the knowledge or skill.
Back in Taiping, it was peace time soldiering. It mostly kept us busy, we had natural disasters to deal with, expositions to demonstrate armed forces equipment, booby trap (IED’s) threats to attend to.
One incident took place in the capital city, Kuala Lumpur. We were happily constructing a booth, for the display of military equipment, beside the Chin Woo stadium near the Tengku Abdul Rahman Park. Happy, because we had entertainment, the adjoining park was providing it, it was also very near to Stadium Merdeka.
Couples who frequent, did some great performances without them being aware, we used all our trained skills to be completely invisible to them. Of course we had to carry our rifles along. The couples were safe even though during that time they were not aware. We did not tolerate any misfit or mugger in that area.
We roughed up three muggers who tried to prey on the couple who were so deep in their theatrics, that the lady was without a skirt, we four, sprung up and confronted them, it would not have been a mugging by itself but rape. We beat the shit out of them, the unsuspecting couple thanked us profusely.
The next two weeks we sexual perverts led contented lives being voyeurs, on our turf. Well during that period there was bomb call. It was supposed to be at the Dewan Bahasa dan Pustaka. We rushed there with our equipment, led by our team leader, there were hundreds of people standing outside the building looking on.
We puffed up our chests, as we were the experts, I heard a sweet young thing say, “Gosh, he is so young”. My heart went a fluttering. Felt pride, that at long last, we had a high profile activity. So many people showered us with looks of admiration.
Of course in any crowd there is this natural law that takes over, there have to be arseholes. These arseholes do not smile, they silently hope or wish for you to be blown up. You know that by looking at them. These assholes do not have the privilege of being vocal, as they know their arseholes would be ripped apart by the crowd if they, in any way offended us.
There were policemen guiding us to the main entrance, my team leader asked them if the building was completely evacuated. To which the police officer answered in the affirmative. The bomb that was supposedly there was to be located at the 3rd floor. We used the staircase, the lift we left alone. We carried basically, prodders, a mine detector, markers and other stuff, the world of good it would have done in a building.
At that time, we were the only ones able to handle a bomb that was the best they had at that time and place. The authorities had no choice. We went up to the floors, we moved individually looking for suspicious wires, devices, we actually did not know what to look for. We looked inside cisterns, as we did not want any poor bastard having his balls blown off while taking a leak.
We looked everywhere, failed by not finding anything that even remotely looked like a bomb. After nearly 3 hours of fruitless search, we were gathered in the center of the place of search, there were 5 of us. We were asked to attest and declare that there was no bomb whatsoever. We had to sign documents that stated that there was no bomb there in front of an officer who had come up when my team leader reported that there was no bomb.
We signed, not too confidently, even though we had done a thorough search. I actually, was irresponsible, with thoughts like, who cares if there was a bomb later on, it would be the in-charge who will have to answer, not a low ranking sapper like me. That thought was actually being disloyal to my team leader.
The officer allowed us to leave, after all the documentation was done. We took the lift this time. As we left the building, the crowd that was gathered there started clapping and cheering us, we felt good.
A police officer threw a salute at us, felt respected when the police start being nice when they are usually obnoxious.