(A Vietnam War story about Flies, 1971)
This was a very hot afternoon in the ammo dump, within the bullets shack-consisting of two rooms, walls produced out of particle board, floors or inlays of long wooden boards-flat timber with regard to the most element, you could see by way of their cracks, located crooked alongside one another; also the shack was a smite lopsided, almost wobbly, and very broken. Planted in four by 4 beams underneath the floorboards, about a half foot high, between the soft white fine sand that surrounded this, providing a playground for the lizards to be able to engage in excitement, unnoticed.
I carried a semi aged ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ magazine beside me when I acquired to go to the rounds shack (where all of us soldiers did our paperwork for allocations and distributing associated with ammunition for the convoys arriving from a number of locations within the area.
I carried that old ‘Stars and Strips, ‘ mag for a 30 days, until a new one came out and about, and used that to swish aside flies. These people were everywhere in the ammo shack-we were infested with them, with their very own buzzing around as if we were invaders: fat and even thin bellied files; some dark other folks light shads of dark, long plus short winged jigs, biting your arms and face, in addition to ears, behind the neck, swarming around you, sneaking the shirt sleeves, scuba diving into your eye as though they had been small punishing missiles, trained with the Vietcong to annoy an individual. -me, us!
There was dead or declining flies, also jogging flies on all the three desks within the two rooms with the shack, filling the atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming towards one’s mouth, but quite content whenever they missed, and just landed on your lips. 5.56 ammo in stock polluted everything, clinging, and climbing, and in many cases several crawling, in their quickest gait possible, especially the big fat bellied ones, they would try to acquire away but I would swat them, regrettably leaving a dumpy-bloody mess, I truly attempted to simply discourage them away, yet like I stated before-or implied, they were already brained laundered and ready to be able to sacrifice their lives for the result in.