Moderators: Alyrium Denryle, Edi, K. A. Pital
TIKRIT, Iraq -- On the last night of his young life, Pvt. Jesse Halling was hunkered down with his squad in a looted Iraqi police station in Saddam Hussein's gritty home town, wet with sweat in his bulletproof vest and helmet, waiting for something bad to happen. It was what one soldier called "the witching hours."
That would depend on what kind of grenade the RPG-7 in question is firing- I did see a few pictures of Chinese-designed HEF grenades during the war- perfect for ambushing infantry.Suddenly, the Iraqis fired rocket-propelled grenades, lethal missiles designed to splinter into shrapnel fragments after detonation. Their aim was true, the soldiers said; the assailants knew what they were doing.
