Last night, after all the patrols should have been done, our aerial camera caught a group of people that looked as though they may be planting an IED. Since we were the ones on QRF, the platoon got all their gear back on, and in about 5 minutes, we were out on foot, running to the suspected location (probably 1/2 mile down the road). The Bradleys were right behind us, and reached the location a few seconds before we did. We ran up on the suspects, surrounded them, forced them to line up on the wall, searched the vehicle, and realized they were only changing a flat tire... so just as fast as we got there, we mounted back onto the Bradleys and zoomed right out of there. The whole process was probably about 30 Minutes.
Tonight was one of the more fun and calm nights. We were out on patrol as usual, knocking on doors and talking to the local residents. I striked up a conversation with a family in the last home, and they invited us to eat dinner with them. I graciously accepted and the whole platoon got some good Iraqi food, and we talked (through the translator) about Obama, Football, Nuri Al Maliki, and other random shit. Good times, think we made a good impression on that particular family, hopefully we did not eat too much of their food though...
Off to bed...
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