my grandad was an officer and earned the name pineapple pete because he lobbed grenades down the hill at the charging chinese. he said he could always tell the screams of the ones who were charging up the mountain blowing horns and the ones he hit. also, witnessed tons of war crimes on both sides. watched the other side of the chosin reservoir full of gooks get napalmed and merc'd by the navy offshore. made it out with a purple heart and a few other stripes. very very cold.
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