military training

Exercise Ramming Bull, led by Germany and involving NATO allies, was a pivotal live-fire exercise in Lithuania, enhancing interoperability and readiness through rigorous training with tanks, artillery, and multinational troops.

And there we were, a bunch of Green Berets, huddled around a makeshift breakfast table, swapping stories and jokes with a wounded Korean soldier, finding humor and camaraderie amidst the chaos of our unexpected adventure in the ROK.

James Nelson Sudderth, with his characteristic knife-hand to the chest, didn’t just advise, he commanded with a conviction that propelled me out of my self-doubt and straight into the heart of Delta Force.

After a grueling trek and mental ordeal, I sat by the campfire, savoring a hard-earned respite with ‘Long Walker,’ reflecting on the profound realization that sometimes, letting go is the key to achieving what you truly seek.

Pushing through the relentless mountain laurel, with every muscle screaming and my mind focused solely on the upward climb, I reminded myself that at the top of this grueling ascent lay the sweet, hard-earned paradise of accomplishment.

In the relentless downpour, clutching my rifle like a lifeline, I trudged through the tangled, muddy terrain, each step a test of endurance and a battle against nature’s unforgiving elements.

In this surreal blend of military rigor and whimsical escapades, I navigated the twilight zone of training, melding the harshness of survival with the absurdity of dream-like encounters, culminating in a rustic, communal respite under the stars.

Immerse yourself in this vivid narrative where one can’t help but be drawn into a world where each page turns not just with words, but with the pulse of adventure and the rhythm of discovery.

As I gazed upon the swaying copse of trees, beckoning me forward amidst my mounting frustration and exhaustion, I realized that sometimes the path forward is signaled not by the map in my hand, but by the subtle cues of nature herself.

In a day filled with unexpected encounters, from a charging bull to a local’s generous ride, my Delta Force selection experience was a wild mix of intense challenges and surprising moments of camaraderie and humor.

After months of grueling preparation and a relentless determination, standing there in the rain with my homemade headlamp strapped on, I felt ready to face whatever the Delta selection threw my way, my resolve as unyielding as the heavy rucksack on my back.

In the high-stakes, time-crunched world of Delta training, a can of “spooge” adhesive turns from a mundane tool to the epicenter of a humorous mishap, laying bare the vital blend of safety, camaraderie, and the ever-present humor that oils the gears of our relentless training regimen, even when it sticks to us a little too literally.