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I opened (and concealed) carried in Saudi Arabia...
One of my guys got hurt, and required evac to the Navy hospital in Al Jubail. A couple of days later, Top let me borrow his Humvee to check on him. It was a seven hour drive to the hospital. I was taking my Bradley driver with me. This was about eight weeks after the 1990 invasion of Kuwait and we had to travel cross country for the first two or three hours before we hit a hardball. We loaded up for bear: M60, his M203, my M16, we each had our 9mms, couple of M72 LAWs and M136 AT4's, Frags and a demo bag with C4 and Det cord. Better to have and not need then need and not have, right? We were prepared for almost any contingency
Seven hours later we finally arrive at the hospital. It's a field hospital, tents, lots of tents, surrounded by concertina wire and a couple of SP's at the entrance. We pull up, dusty, dirty, and a little road weary. SP's check us over and see the mini arsenal we have in the Humvee. They inform us that "No weapons are allowed inside the hospital." WTF? Seriously?
I have my driver park off to the side of the entrance, tuck my M9 9mm inside my belt behind my back (I'll be damned if I go in unarmed, screw the swabbies and their rules) and leave all the rest of my gear with my driver while I go and try and find my guy.
I find him, he's okay but is being sent home. He's one happy guy.
We say our good byes, I tell him he's one lucky SOB and to leave the nurses alone and go back to the Humvee.
Since we couldn't get inside the hospital to eat at their mess hall, and we had been eating MRE's 3X a day for the past 3 to 4 weeks, I thought that some real food would be perfect for us before going back. I inform my driver that we had a change of mission and that we were going to conduct an area reconnaissance to find a place to get something to eat before heading back north. He said "Roger that" and we off we go into the city.
It wasn't too long before we spot a Colonel Sanders KFC. Fried Chicken. Perfect! We pull up. The parking lot is empty. No drive thru. We park.
I ask my driver how much cash he has and if I could borrow all of it. I dig out all my cash. We have about $60 between us. He asks me what the plan is. I tell him we are going to buy $60 of chicken and take it all back for the rest of the platoon. I tell him to grab his gear and weapons as we will wait inside in the AIR CONDITIONING while we get our order. He replies with "Roger that!" and a big smile.
We sling our rifles and the rockets over our shoulders, he carries the M60 and we walk inside. There are a couple of Brit soldiers without weapons inside and some civies/locals. Everyone stops and stares.
One of the Brits says that we shouldn't be bringing weapons inside. I inform him that we won't be long, that we are only there for take out.
We walk up to the counter. I put the wad of green backs on the counter and say I would like to buy $60 worth of fried chicken. They don't speak English. The counterperson goes and gets the manager. He speaks English! I explain to him that we just drove 7 hours and would like to take some food back with us for the rest of our guys.
No problem he says. He'd be happy to help us and that they will take the US dollars.
We find an empty table to wait for our food and pile our gear next to us. It's too much of a menagerie to stack arms.
He gives us some chicken and a couple of ice cold Cokes to enjoy while they fill six buckets, one for each crew.
As we already had our hands full with our gear he and a couple of his crew carried our food out with us and thanked us for coming in and for keeping them safe. Big smiles and hand shakes all around.
Seven hours later, we arrived back at our lager area. The chicken a little sandy but still tasty and was enjoyed by all.
Spent a year in Saudi about an hour's drive north of Jeddah. Wasn't in a war zone at the time, but was building a small city for the Saudi NG as the security garrison for a western style science university at Thuwal. Just wanted to say thanks for your service, and good on ya for thinking about the other guys back at base.I opened (and concealed) carried in Saudi Arabia...
Thanks for the story! Well written too. And of course most importantly thanks for your service. You made a difference and don't let anyone tell you otherwise.I opened (and concealed) carried in Saudi Arabia...
One of my guys got hurt, and required evac to the Navy hospital in Al Jubail. A couple of days later, Top let me borrow his Humvee to check on him. It was a seven hour drive to the hospital. I was taking my Bradley driver with me. This was about eight weeks after the 1990 invasion of Kuwait and we had to travel cross country for the first two or three hours before we hit a hardball. We loaded up for bear: M60, his M203, my M16, we each had our 9mms, couple of M72 LAWs and M136 AT4's, Frags and a demo bag with C4 and Det cord. Better to have and not need then need and not have, right? We were prepared for almost any contingency
Seven hours later we finally arrive at the hospital. It's a field hospital, tents, lots of tents, surrounded by concertina wire and a couple of SP's at the entrance. We pull up, dusty, dirty, and a little road weary. SP's check us over and see the mini arsenal we have in the Humvee. They inform us that "No weapons are allowed inside the hospital." WTF? Seriously?
I have my driver park off to the side of the entrance, tuck my M9 9mm inside my belt behind my back (I'll be damned if I go in unarmed, screw the swabbies and their rules) and leave all the rest of my gear with my driver while I go and try and find my guy.
I find him, he's okay but is being sent home. He's one happy guy.
We say our good byes, I tell him he's one lucky SOB and to leave the nurses alone and go back to the Humvee.
Since we couldn't get inside the hospital to eat at their mess hall, and we had been eating MRE's 3X a day for the past 3 to 4 weeks, I thought that some real food would be perfect for us before going back. I inform my driver that we had a change of mission and that we were going to conduct an area reconnaissance to find a place to get something to eat before heading back north. He said "Roger that" and we off we go into the city.
It wasn't too long before we spot a Colonel Sanders KFC. Fried Chicken. Perfect! We pull up. The parking lot is empty. No drive thru. We park.
I ask my driver how much cash he has and if I could borrow all of it. I dig out all my cash. We have about $60 between us. He asks me what the plan is. I tell him we are going to buy $60 of chicken and take it all back for the rest of the platoon. I tell him to grab his gear and weapons as we will wait inside in the AIR CONDITIONING while we get our order. He replies with "Roger that!" and a big smile.
We sling our rifles and the rockets over our shoulders, he carries the M60 and we walk inside. There are a couple of Brit soldiers without weapons inside and some civies/locals. Everyone stops and stares.
One of the Brits says that we shouldn't be bringing weapons inside. I inform him that we won't be long, that we are only there for take out.
We walk up to the counter. I put the wad of green backs on the counter and say I would like to buy $60 worth of fried chicken. They don't speak English. The counterperson goes and gets the manager. He speaks English! I explain to him that we just drove 7 hours and would like to take some food back with us for the rest of our guys.
No problem he says. He'd be happy to help us and that they will take the US dollars.
We find an empty table to wait for our food and pile our gear next to us. It's too much of a menagerie to stack arms.
He gives us some chicken and a couple of ice cold Cokes to enjoy while they fill six buckets, one for each crew.
As we already had our hands full with our gear he and a couple of his crew carried our food out with us and thanked us for coming in and for keeping them safe. Big smiles and hand shakes all around.
Seven hours later, we arrived back at our lager area. The chicken a little sandy but still tasty and was enjoyed by all.
That's called fiction.Anybody who has britbox watch some of their cop reality shows. Nothing but drunks, druggies, thieves, liars, no drivers license or insurance, and the penalties they get is a joke, lots of repeat offenders.you would think they were part of our present government.I consider them comedy shows.
Despite what Googoo may return, MSR more commonly in use refers to Modern Sporting Rifle.... ie the AR platform rifle.MSR? Modular sniper rifle? I LOOKED IT UP JUST NOW.
Modular Sniper Rifle
The Modular Sniper Rifle, or MSR, is a bolt-action sniper rifle developed and produced by Remington Arms for the United States Army.
Huh? Say what?!
Modern Sniping Rifle... no way that definition is biased...Despite what Googoo may return, MSR more commonly in use refers to Modern Sporting Rifle.... ie the AR platform rifle.
Forgive my ignorance, but my family has been in AZ since '89. I don't think I've ever known this state not to have a CCW. When were you here?I lived in AZ for a lot of years. Open was the only legal choice. We never could get CC passed there. In the out of the way small places no one gave a second glance. In the City it was a different story. MANY places would ask you to leave. I finally took to just CCing as it was only a Misdemeanor if found. The hassle was not worth open. It seemed so damn strange back then. When I was here in WA I could CC. We had it here before I was old enough to even buy a hand gun. AZ had a LOT more conservatives back then but we could not get them to vote for CC. Probably my favorite was I always have been a 1911 fanboy. Long loved the simple belt slide. I lost track of the people who freaked seeing the hammer back. Saying the pistol was going to "just go off".
Oh yes,MSR-Modern Sporting Rifle
As in EBR- Evil Black Rifle
As in an AR15 type rifle.
As opposed to blue steel and walnut.
Joe
See Post 233 with corrections.Despite what Googoo may return, MSR more commonly in use refers to Modern Sporting Rifle.... ie the AR platform rifle.
Post 233 too.Modern Sniping Rifle... no way that definition is biased...
Google's way of demonizing a common firearm owned by tens of millions of Americans...
OMG!No, no, no.....that's like the crazy chick on the radio show who called in...she's a "wet taxidermist" ; she does the animals preserved in jars of liquid. Kinda scary.....
Joe
Well, same here. I don't know when the term started being used. I'd bet it was some gun writer or blogger. Because we all just call it an AR. Period.But HE NEVER CALLED HIS FORMER AR TYPE OF RIFLE - a MODERN SPORTING RIFLE. LOL
NO one that I know uses those words!
I was there on and off since the early 60's. Last time I left was 91. IIRC it was a couple years after my last departure they finally got the law makers to pass the first CC law. Every time we tried to get it passed while I was there the "open carry" is the excuse the GOP used to not push it. It was VERY frustrating at the time. WA had what amounted to shall issue from the time I was old enough to know what it meant. They would ask why you wanted the permit here but it did not matter what you said, they just issued it. When I got my new one here when I came back the question was still on the form and the lady drew a line through it. Saying "we no longer bother to ask this anymore with a smile on her face.Forgive my ignorance, but my family has been in AZ since '89. I don't think I've ever known this state not to have a CCW. When were you here?