Here ya go!
Hog pilot speaks....
> > (Someone pulled this off the Air Force Academy's {very unofficial}
> message
> > board. Written by a '96 grad who apparently flies A-10s. What we all
> > are REALLY thinking, but a HOG driver says it.)
> >
> > ********************
> >
> > "Make no mistake about it... this war is gonna be a Hawgdriver's
> > dream...no more of this sending GPS guided bombs from the
> > ionosphere... I want to camp out on the enemy's border... I want to
> > yell across the border, in the immortal words of Wyatt Earp (as
> > portrayed by Kurt Russell), "You tell 'em I'm coming! AND HELL'S
> > COMING WITH ME!!"
> >
> > I wanna punch Bin Laden in the face and say, 'You gonna do
> > something? Or just stand there and bleed?' And then, I wanna laugh
> > maniacally, as my 30mm shells decimate his camps. I ain't talking
> > about the Armor Piercing shells this time, although the thought of
> > poisoning their lungs (if, in the unlikely event, they survived my
> > attack) with the dirty dust of spent uranium is quite refreshing...
> > that would make the cloud over New York seem like pure Oxygen.
> >
> > I want High Explosive Incendiary (HEI) rounds...1150 of them, fired
> > 2 or
> 3
> > hundred at a time... like 3 hundred grenades exploding all at
> > once... and that's just my jet... the three coming with me brings
> > that total to 16 cans of CBU-87...that's 3,232 individual
> > submunitions for them...that's what I want.
> >
> > I want 4 Maverick missiles per jet...that's 16 of those things...and
> > if
> we
> > run outta trucks and other small things to hit with those missiles,
> > I wanna find out what a maverick will do when it locks onto a
> > terrorist and hits him at just over 1000 feet per second...there
> > might not be enough deceleration from the impact with his body to
> > detonate the thing but at that speed... I don't think it would be
> > necessary.
> >
> > And I want 2 pods of rockets, hanging from my wings. Seven white
> > phosphorous and seven HEI... I want the 'Willie Petes' to put a
> > cloud of smoke, to climb into the sky, to let everyone following
> > know...that's where the gettin' is good...
> >
> > And the HEI... well, I just want FRAG in the air, tearing apart
> > their greasy, scumbag bodies the same way they tore into our
> > nation... and then we'll start cleaning up with the almighty General
> > Electric GAU-8/A
> Avenger
> > cannon... what a perfect name... AVENGER CANNON!!! If that's all I
> > had, that's all I'd want... four hawgs, with 4600 of our little
> > friends...
> lock
> > and load, hammer down!!!!
> >
> > But that's just my personal end... here's what else I want...I want
> > John Madden, Terry Bradshaw and Howie Long, to take over CNN, NBC,
> > ABC and every other news network, to provide coverage of this war...
> > I want Madden, with his electronic chalkboard, out there describing
> > what's going on... "You see here, across the top of the screen, that
> > ridge line is exactly where the attack is gonna come from... you'll
> > see the Warthawgs come popping over them and unleash a fury that we
> > haven't seen since Lawrence Taylor was on the prowl...Speaking of
> > that, here they come and BAM!!! These guys are great!... they remind
> > me of linemen... they don't get much press coverage, but when they
> > hit you, man do you know it!"
> >
> > I want Hank Williams, Jr. and Lee Greenwood belting out, "I'M PROUD
> > TO BE AN AMERICAN," as the intro to "Monday Night Air Strikes" ...
> > "Fight
> Night"
> > would have a whole new meaning now...
> > I want to see Sports Center air the "HIT OF THE DAY":..."Today's
> > strike comes from a flight of two A-10 Warthogs. You'll see here
> > that some terrorist got the wild idea that he could shoot at these
> > guys...you can see the missile come up and totally miss the two
> > jets... and here, you see, as they roll in and unleash that awesome
> > gun on the point of origin,...nothing left there now! And that's our
> > "PLAY OF THE DAY!!" I want Mills Lane, in the field, giving play by
> > play descriptions. I want "Flight of the Valkaries" playing at full
> > bore, from every mountainside, as we run in at 100 feet.... I want
> > "WELCOME TO THE JUNGLE," playing
> after
> > the first bomb hits, and when I'm out of WINCHESTER ammunition, I
> > wanna land on Bin Laden's personal airstrip, grab him by his
> > twisted, dead neck and poke him in the eyes and say, "YOU JUST GOT
> > KNOCKED OUT!"
> >
> > I want the NFL cheerleaders to send us off to war, and the XFL
> > cheerleaders to welcome us home. And while we're at it I don't just
> > want to beat the crap outta these scumbags, I want to humiliate
> > them, too. I want to see Schwartzkopf come outta retirement, to
> > start kicking some butt... I want a cure for Alzheimer's - right now
> > - to get Reagan back in working order, and like Dennis Leary says, I
> > want a cure for cancer, to thaw out John Wayne and see just how
> > pissed off he is right now.
> >
> > I want STUKA terror sirens, mounted to the wings of my
> > Hawg...although
> the
> > unique whine of our engines is about all the terror siren we'll need
> right
> > now...
> >
> > All right, Zero... slow down... breathe... in... out....ok... I
> > think the coffee has worn off a bit now, and I should get back to
> > work. You just picked the wrong people to mess with...not such a
> > good day to be a bad guy."
> >
> >
> >
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