Sat. Aug 13th, 2022

(A Vietnam War story regarding Flies, 1971)

That was a warm afternoon in the rounds dump, inside bullets shack-consisting of 2 rooms, walls produced out of particle board, floors or vase of long wood boards-flat timber for the most element, you could see via their cracks, positioned crooked alongside one another; also the shack was a new smite lopsided, nearly wobbly, and quite broken. Planted in 30-06 ammo for sale by 4 beams underneath the floorboards, about a half foot high, numerous soft white fine sand that surrounded that, giving a playground for the lizards to be able to engage in recreation, unnoticed.

I carried a semi old ‘Stars and Whitening strips, ‘ magazine with me at night when I experienced to see a rounds shack (where us all soldiers did each of our paperwork for allocations and distributing involving ammunition for the convoys arriving from several locations within the vicinity.

I carried that will old ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ mag for a calendar month, until an innovative one came out and about, and used it to swish apart flies. We were holding just about everywhere in the ammo shack-we were infested using them, with their buzzing around since if we were invaders: fat and thin bellied data; some dark others light shads regarding dark, long plus short winged lures, biting your arms and face, and ears, behind the neck, swarming all-around you, sneaking up your shirt sleeves, scuba diving into your eye as if they have been small punishing missiles, trained from the Vietcong to annoy a person. -me, us!

There are dead or declining flies, also strolling flies on all of the three desks inside the two rooms in the shack, filling typically the atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming towards one’s mouth, yet quite content when they missed, and simply landed on your lips. They polluted everything, clinging, and climbing, and in many cases several crawling, within their quickest gait possible, especially the big fats bellied ones, they’d try to find away but I would swat them, sadly leaving a dumpy-bloody mess, I truly attempted to simply frighten them away, although like I explained before-or implied, we were holding already brained cleaned and ready to sacrifice their existence for the result in.

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