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We didn’t see much for the rest of the night. But when the sun came
up, so did the bad guys.
They targeted COP Falcon, but ineptly. They’d walk, drive, ride
mopeds, trying to get close enough to launch an attack. It was always
obvious what they were doing: you’d see a couple of guys on a moped.
The first would have an AK and the second would have a grenade
launcher.
I mean, come on.
We started getting a lot of shots. Four Story was a great sniper
hide. It was the tallest building around, and you couldn’t get close
enough to shoot at it without exposing yourself. It was easy to pick an
attacker off. Dauber says we took twenty-three guys in the first twentyfour
hours we were there; in the days that followed, we’d get plenty
more targets.
Of course, after the first shot, it was a fighting position, not a
sniper hide. But in a way, I didn’t mind being attacked—the insurgents
were just making it easier for me to kill them.
NUMBERS 100 AND 101
If the action around COP Iron had been dull to none, the action
around COP Falcon was the exact opposite: intense and thick. The
Army camp was a clear threat to the insurgents, and they wanted it
gone.
A flood of bad guys came at us. That only made it easier for us to
defeat them.
Very shortly after Ramadi started, I reached a huge milestone for
a sniper: I got my 100th and my 101st confirmed kills for that