Flies in the Rounds Shack


(A Vietnam War story about Flies, 1971)

This was a hot afternoon in the ammo dump, inside bullets shack-consisting of two rooms, walls built out of particle board, floors or inlays of long wood boards-flat timber for the most element, you could see by means of their cracks, located crooked alongside one another; also the particular shack was the smite lopsided, almost wobbly, and really broken. Planted on four by 4 beams underneath the floorboards, about a fifty percent foot high, between the soft white sand that surrounded that, giving a playground with regard to the lizards in order to engage in excitement, unnoticed.

I carried a semi aged ‘Stars and Pieces, ‘ magazine with me when I experienced to visit the bullets shack (where us soldiers did the paperwork for aides and distributing associated with ammunition towards the convoys arriving from a number of locations inside the area.

I carried that old ‘Stars and even Strips, ‘ magazine for a 30 days, until a brand-new one came out and about, and used it to swish away from flies. These were almost everywhere in the bullets shack-we were infested with these, with their particular buzzing around because if we had been invaders: fat in addition to thin bellied documents; some dark other people light shads regarding dark, long and even short winged flies, biting your fingers and face, in addition to ears, behind the neck, swarming all-around you, sneaking up your shirt sleeves, scuba diving into your sight as though they had been small punishing missiles, trained by Vietcong to annoy you. -me, us!

There are dead or dying flies, also strolling flies on each of the three desks inside the two rooms in the shack, filling the particular atmosphere with putrid debris, aiming in the direction of one’s mouth, but quite content should they missed, and merely landed on your lips. 223 ammo in stock contaminated everything, clinging, and even climbing, and in many cases some crawling, within their quickest gait possible, specifically the big fats bellied ones, that they had try to acquire away but I would swat them, regrettably leaving a dumpy-bloody mess, I seriously attempted to simply frighten them away, yet like I said before-or implied, we were holding already brained laundered and ready to sacrifice their life for the lead to.


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