Lures in the Bullets Shack


(A Vietnam War story regarding Flies, 1971)

This was a sizzling afternoon within the rounds dump, inside ammo shack-consisting of 2 rooms, walls produced out of plywood, floors or vase of long wood boards-flat timber for the most portion, you may see through their cracks, placed crooked alongside 1 another; also the shack was some sort of smite lopsided, almost wobbly, and quite broken. Planted in four by four beams beneath the floorboards, about a 1 / 2 foot high, numerous soft white sand that surrounded it, giving a playground regarding the lizards to be able to engage in recreation, unnoticed.

I taken a semi aged ‘Stars and Pieces, ‘ magazine beside me when I had to go to the ammo shack (where all of us soldiers did each of our paperwork for allocations and distributing associated with ammunition to the convoys arriving from several locations within the vicinity.

I carried of which old ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ magazine for a calendar month, until a fresh one came away, and used this to swish away flies. 308 amo were almost everywhere in the ammo shack-we were infested with these, with their own buzzing around as if we have been invaders: fat and thin bellied data; some dark other people light shads involving dark, long plus short winged flies, biting your palms and face, and ears, behind your current neck, swarming about you, sneaking the shirt sleeves, scuba diving into your sight as though they have been small punishing missiles, trained from the Vietcong to annoy you. -me, us!

There are dead or passing away flies, also jogging flies on each of the three desks within the two rooms in the shack, filling the atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming in the direction of one’s mouth, nevertheless quite content when they missed, and simply landed on your lips. They contaminated everything, clinging, in addition to climbing, as well as a few crawling, within their fastest gait possible, specially the big fat bellied ones, they’d try to get away but I would swat them, unfortunately leaving a dumpy-bloody mess, I really attempted to simply terrify them away, although like I mentioned before-or implied, we were holding already brained washed and ready to sacrifice their existence for the result in.


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