Inside the Vultures Nest – As the helicopter gently crashes.

I have had to deal with almost being killed in flight several times. One of the problems with a particular helicopter was that a mechanic did not install any of the fasteners on many of the flight controls on the UH-60. Now they have redundancies, I know that. But someone who fails to do their …

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The story of the sick helicopter and the broken pilot.

The sun was beating down mercilessly on the tarmac of Fort Hood Texas. The aircraft, a UH-60 Black hawk helicopter, sat on its pad, covered in wires and sensors like a hospital patient. I, Specialist BT, arrived at the hangar at 1200 p.m, ready for take-off in two hours, after the pilots go and eat …

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The rocket and the reflective belt – A wartime comedy

I am not sure what it is about night shifts, but all the stupid shit seems to happen during the sleeping time. Since you, know everyone else is awake. His name was Rocket. He was spunky. He decided to dance near the fuel depot. Because the dance could be so explosive the MPs came to …

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