93rd Bomb Squadron, US Air Force Reserve (USAF-R)
Two Miles South of the DMZ, South Korea, Angels 30
“Oh, shit!”
Major Tinney looked over at his co-pilot. “Not the most detailed status I’ve ever gotten from you John.”
“Sorry. The JSTARS guys say that our friends down there are going to have some serious company soon.”
“Oh, shit.”
“Yeah.”
“Do you think they have cottoned on to them?”
“Dunno. What I do know is that that whole fucking US Army is about to come right through their front door.”
“What?”
“Yeah, the armored units are pulling back across the front.” Williams turned to look at Tinney. “Except for right there in front of where our friends are.”
“Oh, man.”
“It’s gonna get real hot for them.”
“OK. Let’s get some help. Get the squadron pulled in. We go in two by two, sixty-second stagger.”
“On it.”
“Weps, how many CBU-105s we have back there?” The CBU-105 was a “sensor fuzed” cluster bomb. It was designed to attack large formations of enemy tanks by releasing a large number of small anti-tank sub-munitions. Each canister was capable of taking out up to forty tanks.
“We have ten ready to go. Standard load-out for the squadron.”
“Get ’em ready.”
“Hatchet Lead, this is Bruiser.”
“Bruiser with you at angels 40.”
“Hatchet, we are going downtown. Keep the riffraff off us.”
“Gotcha. Get in there, we’ll take care of any riffraff.”
“Bruiser Lead to Bruiser Flight. Attack pattern delta. Grid reference three zero four. Form up on me, we are going in.”
“ Do you think they have cottoned on to them?”
I think above is a typo.
No, it’s something my grandmother used to say and I think I picked it up from her: https://dictionary.cambridge.org/us/dictionary/english/cotton-on