(A Vietnam War story about Flies, 1971)

This was a hot afternoon within the bullets dump, inside the bullets shack-consisting of a couple of rooms, walls manufactured out of hdf, floors or inlays of long solid wood boards-flat timber regarding the most element, you might see via their cracks, placed crooked alongside one another; also typically the shack was some sort of smite lopsided, nearly wobbly, and very broken. Planted upon four by four beams underneath the floorboards, about a 1 / 2 foot high, between the soft white mud that surrounded this, providing a playground intended for the lizards in order to engage in fun, unnoticed.

I carried a semi outdated ‘Stars and Pieces, ‘ magazine with me when I had to see an ammo shack (where people soldiers did each of our paperwork for aide and distributing involving ammunition for the convoys arriving from several locations in the area.

I carried that will old ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ magazine for a month, until an innovative one came out there, and used that to swish away from flies. We were holding just about everywhere in the ammo shack-we were infested with these, with their own buzzing around since if we had been invaders: fat plus thin bellied data files; some dark others light shads of dark, long and even short winged flies, biting your hands and face, and even ears, behind your neck, swarming around you, sneaking the shirt sleeves, scuba diving into your eyes as though they had been small punishing missiles, trained by the Vietcong to annoy you. -me, us!

There are dead or declining flies, also walking flies on all the three desks in the two rooms of the shack, filling the atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming in the direction of one’s mouth, yet quite content should they missed, and basically landed on your lips. 6.5 Grendel ammo infected everything, clinging, plus climbing, and also some crawling, in their quickest 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 scare them away, nevertheless like I stated before-or implied, these were already brained washed and ready in order to sacrifice their lifestyles for the trigger.

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