“The noise was deafening as we moved forward past 12 Bravo and took their place in the advance formation. Bullets kept smacking and pinging off the armour and I was straining to see anything other than bush and trees in front of us, but kept traversing left and right, firing bursts into the bush., the strong smell of cordite in my nose. A constant stream of orders and information was coming over the headset interspersed with gunfire. We were told to fire into the treetops as FAPLA was apparently using them as observation posts to zone in their mortar fire on us. I fired bursts into any trees that I saw ahead, but doubt whether there were any fuckers who were either brave or stupid enough to still be up any trees this close to us. Trees and bushes were being crushed and smashed as we surged forward. Tracers were kicking up dust and shredding trees and bushes ahead. Bullets were thudding into the Ratel and zinging overhead as we drove through a trench. As the Ratel bucked up out of the trench I saw a vehicle dug in right ahead of me and opened fire, raking it and then the trench left and right of it. I swung back to the vehicle and noted that it was loaded with drums and raked it again with three long bursts from the Browning. Sand, dust and tracers kicked up all around the half-track and the trench that it was dug into and it burst into flame.” Regards SteveH
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“The noise was deafening as we moved forward past 12 Bravo and took their place in the advance formation. Bullets kept smacking and pinging off the armour and I was straining to see anything other than bush and trees in front of us, but kept traversing left and right, firing bursts into the bush., the strong smell of cordite in my nose. A constant stream of orders and information was coming over the headset interspersed with gunfire. We were told to fire into the treetops as FAPLA was apparently using them as observation posts to zone in their mortar fire on us. I fired bursts into any trees that I saw ahead, but doubt whether there were any fuckers who were either brave or stupid enough to still be up any trees this close to us. Trees and bushes were being crushed and smashed as we surged forward. Tracers were kicking up dust and shredding trees and bushes ahead. Bullets were thudding into the Ratel and zinging overhead as we drove through a trench. As the Ratel bucked up out of the trench I saw a vehicle dug in right ahead of me and opened fire, raking it and then the trench left and right of it. I swung back to the vehicle and noted that it was loaded with drums and raked it again with three long bursts from the Browning. Sand, dust and tracers kicked up all around the half-track and the trench that it was dug into and it burst into flame.” Regards SteveH
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