I had come to accept whatever might happen. I traveled with them across the border on a 7-ton truck, ate MREs (Meals Ready to Eat) with them, slept in a tent just like they did, and we all sat shoulder to shoulder on a crate of explosives.Īs Richards dug under the disc, I was so tired, sleep-deprived, miserably hot and emotionally drained that I didn’t have any fear. I was covering the war in Iraq, embedded with a unit of Marines. Richards hopped out of the truck without fear or hesitation he started digging under the disc to see if it was connected to an explosive. Others he called “toe poppers.” They would blow your foot off. Richards thought some were antitank mines.
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