I love it! It’s about time to go medieval on those savages.
I rather you hated me for who I am than love me for who I ain't!
This Ain't the Movies, and You Ain't John Wayne!
Sometimes it is entirely appropriate to kill a fly with a 12 pound sledgehammer!
TRAIN HARD= SOONER OR LATER YOU"LL NEED IT!
Do NOT call me an armorer
Si Vis Pacem Para Bellum
Now I am become Death, the destroyer of all worlds
People have asked me if I consider myself a good or bad person. The truth of it is, I don't know or care. I have been called both. I like to think I have saved more lives than I have ended. Either way, I can still sleep at night.
SEMPER FI
Don't know how "confirmed" this really isbut I do like the improvisational stylings of the Ranger in question. I've heard of prisoners digging their way out with a spoon, so why not?
ARMY RANGER KILLS TERRORIST WITH MRE SPOON
For those who don’t know the singular delight of Meals, Read to Eat, an MRE spoon is similar to any other plastic spoon. It’s not exactly known for having sharp edges, but the plastic is sturdy enough to puncture more than stale crackers.
“It’s about time someone put those spoons to good use,” post author Garndog writes.
The scene is set in Iraq after a team of Rangers set out to clear a building of enemy combatants. Once they breach the building, they find a handful of militants waiting for them armed to the teeth. After exchanging gunfire, the Rangers manage to eliminate all but one militant, who reaches for a grenade and moves to pull out the pin.
Seeing this, one Ranger leaps into action.
Take it away, Garndog!
Being only feet away, our ranger buddy’s instincts and training took over. He rushed the enemy, immediately engaging in hand to hand combat. As they wrestle, this ranger can’t seem to get to his knife due to all of his gear being in the way. Again, without hesitation, he reaches for the first solid object he could get his hands on; an MRE spoon!
After grabbing the spoon, he began stabbing the enemy in the neck until he was dead.
The Ranger spooned a terrorist, and walked away not only with his life and the lives of his friends, but with a great story.In the heat of the moment, anything can be a weapon. When one, unnamed Army Ranger came face to face with a grenade-wielding terrorist and couldn’t grab a knife, he reached for the next best thing: an MRE spoon.
The thrilling tale of one man and his spoon was first shared on Grunt Stuff. According to the blog post, the story has been corroborated by multiple witnesses who saw Checkhov’s spoon with their own eyes. While the blog doesn’t give out any names to protect that Ranger’s identity, this story is so good that we can’t help but hope every word is true.
Redneck Zen
"Be careful what you get good at."
Ever read about Lt. Sam Woodfill? Besides all the German soldiers he killed with his M1917 that day his actions resulted in a MOH, he also killed two or three with an old pick handle. They gassed him, he was having trouble seeing, he laid his M1917 down and two or three of them rushed him with bayonets on the ends of their rifles. They were fighting around an old farmhouse and he grabbed a broken pick handle and killed the German soldiers with it. Picked his M1917 up a bit later when he could see/breathe better and went on killing them with it.
I remember reading about the Marines in Korea. Basic load for the M1 rifles was about 96 rounds. More than once they would expend their ammo by midnight and spend the rest of the night killing North Koreans and Chinese soldiers with bayonets, entrenching tools and butt strokes to the head. I still wonder why they'd send guys out with so little ammo. Two of my wife's uncles were in the US Army in Korea. One of them told me one dark and stormy night that whenever they went out in front of the lines on patrol they had the ammo belt that held 10 clips, a clip in the rifle, a clip on the sling (up front there, near their left hand) a clip on the collar of their field jacket or parka and two bandoleers of clips, one under each arm with the strap around the other side of their neck from the bandoleer. Neither one of them ever mentioned running out of ammo.
My First Sgt (also a Vietnam vet) slept with his. The old wood handled kind of course. If you wanted to wake him, you stood back 15' and threw small pinecones, because he was known to bounce up swinging it on occasion.
I broke quite a few of the tri-fold ones trying to chip a foxhole out of Ft Bragg clay.
Best one I ever had was hammered out by a Yard on a rock forge with an iron wood handle it would cut off an arm quick fast and in a hurry, fact.
All animals except man know that the ultimate of life is to enjoy it.
Samuel Butler
FACIEM TUAM, DOMINC, REQUIRAM
This Gurkha stud fought off 30 Taliban. He used a GPMG tripod and a sandbag when he ran out of ammo.
http://www.military.com/video/operat...n/855742580001
I'm still waiting to hear that a member of the Tribe fought off a Mumbai style attack with a RDS Glock and when he ran out of ammo killed the rest with a GNS and a Choirboy.
On a serious note, these guys have some stones to perform these feats. Talk about a wolf rising in their throat!
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