We did a couple other naked assaults in the next few years. Once we stripped down and crawled through the woods lost for a bit (no place to tuck our compasses) until we heard the sound of generators. We followed the sound until we came upon an encampment. The lack of noise and light discipline painted the unit as some rear eschelon support type unit. Time to break up their beer and card game fun. Running into the middle of it we immediately started firing blanks widely with Steve opening up with a M-60. As we were leaving the AO post haste, I heard a chorus of strangely high pitched voices...females!!! Doh!! Steve and I retreated back to our hootches in our own defensive perimeter (sneaking back in through a "friendly" LP/OP) and quickly got dressed before we were caught. Sure enough there was a bit of a stink the next day with some high ranking REMF types wanting to know who caused all the racket. Thank God they never asked us to strip down for a lineup. I am sure the camo stick writing of "Eat Me" and "Pull on this" would of given us away.
The closest the bastards got to getting Steve. Results of a EFP IED that luckily went underneath Steve's vehicle without doing any permanent damage to anyone. Steve's face was looking out that window then the device went off. Go get some payback man.
May thine enemies be struck blind and dumb,May thy ruck be light,May thy ammo be plenty,May thy family and friends be safe and secure.May your days be long upon this earth.