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Visitors to our forum- It has been a time honored tradition that during the deployment cycle the troops of the 15th MEU Realism Unit write letters to loved ones detailing missions, activities and thoughts as if they were away from home for the 6-7 months of a typical MEU deployment. This helps with the immersion of the deployment cycle and has, at times been very humorous for members and at times very realistic as they sometimes reflect actual content of letters written from real service members when they were deployed into harms way. These letters have, over the last few deployments been posted in the more public area of our forum to allow the casual visitor the chance to get a glimpse of what goes on in a realism unit of our size during the deployment cycle. This thread will be the "Post Office" for our deployment which began earlier this week. If you wish to become part of the unit after reading some of these posts or watching some of our videos, don't hesitate to hit the join button, We are always recruiting.

Papa, Sorry dat ik nog niets heb laten weten, maar ik heb het de afgelopen dagen enorm druk gehad. De Luchtcomponent is uiteindelijk aangekomen en de Vipers zijn nog allemaal in één stuk . (Kheb hier wel geen potteke Zap als er iets mocht gebeuren...) Kunde zo snel mogelijk aan Oma laten weten dat alles inorde is met mij? Ik wil niet da ze zich zorgen maakt hé... Het is hier fucking warm btw, de laatste keer dak zo veel heb gedronken was toen we de laatste keer Advocaat hebben gemaakt voor Kerstmis. Ik pak volgende keer mijnen DLG mee want er zijn hier vrij veel bergen in de omgeving voor thermiek te pakken, de SSO's spelen hier toch met hun drones dus zo gek zou het niet zijn als ik hier wa begin te smijten he . De Amerikanen hier hebben mij al een paar keer uitgelegd hoe voetbal werkt maar ik snap er geen kloten van. Sjotten doet ge met uw voeten he... Over uitleggen gesproken, ze kunnen mijne naam nog altijd ni uitspreken he... De Munich of Munich heb ik al 100 keer te veel moetten horen... Vorige week hebben we onze éérste missie gevlogen, sommige van de Jongens hebben het niet gehaald. Er was veel miscommunicatie met de Mariniers wat er voor gezorgd heeft dat ik pas laat ben gestart met mijn werk. Kijk niet te veel naar het nieuws van bij ons want da's toch nooit ni juist. Ik mis ulle allemaal enorm en ik kan ni wachten tot ik terug stateside vlieg. (Ik pak direct den eerste vlieger terug naar België). Zeg tegen Dylan da ik nog ergens Gletschereis snoep heb liggen in mijn kamer. (Schuif onder mijnen bureau, bovenste lade, blauw potteke .) (Ik verwacht wel dat er nog 1tje overblijft voor mij als ik terug kom he.) Allez, meer dan dees ga ik ni schrijven want anders gaat ons ma beginnen te blijten peis ik (Als ze al ni aant blijten is...) Veel liefs, Björn -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Dad, Sorry that I haven't written yet but I have been extremely busy during these last couple of days. The Air Component has finally arrived and all of our Vipers are still in one piece . (I don't have any super glue with me incase something breaks so we're kinda fucked.) Can you let Grandma know ASAP that I'm ok? I don't want her to worry about my safety. It's really fucking warm here btw, the last time that I drank this much was when we made that Eggnog together for Christmas. Next time I deploy over here remind me to pack my DLG please, there are a lot of mountains in the area which would be perfect for gliding. The Marine SSO's are playing around with their drones so it wouldn't be that weird when I suddenly start to launch my hand glider. The Americans have tried to explain me how Football works but I don't understand it. You told me to kick the ball with my feet when I was a kid... Speaking about explaining stuff, I've heard people misspell my name about 100 times already... We flew our first combat mission last week, but some of the boys on the ground didn't make it back unfortunately. There was a lot of misscommunication between the Marines and our Aircraft which led to me having to wait with engaging targets until it was already too late... Don't look at the news from over here please. We'll probably be displayed as the bad guys anyway eventhough we're not the ones gassing entire villages. I miss you guys a lot and I can't wait until I return Stateside (I'm taking the first plane back to Belgium if I'm allowed to leave the country.) Tell Dylan that I still have some Gletschereis Candy stored away in my room. (Check the first drawer under my desk, inside of the blue box ) . (He can eat them if he wants, but I do expect to have atleast one remaining for myself when I return home.) Alright, I'm gonna finish up here otherwise Mom will start crying when you read this to her. (If she's not crying already...) Lots of love, Björn

Ma très chère Ève, Je n'ai pas pu t'écrire avant, mais nous avons été déployé au front en soutien à notre allié. Nous avons enfoncé les lignes ennemies et commencé à sécurisé une ville avec l'espoir de pouvoir en protéger la population et le lieu saint qui y était. Les forces ennemies ont malheureusement réussit à détruire cette mosqué avant que nous puissions sécurisé l'endroit. Ils ont également provoqué de lourdes pertes dans la compagnie. Je t'écris cette lettre dans un moment de répit car j'ignore si moi ou aucun de mes hommes pourront s'en sortir vivant. Nous n'avons plus beaucoup de munitions et l'eau commence à manquer. Celà va faire trois heures que nous combattons et bientôt deux heures que nous sommes sous un feu nourrit. Nous ne sommes plus très nombreux, mais nos anges gardiens veille suir nous du mieux qu'ils peuvent. Les bombes pleuvent sur les forces enemies pour préservant un moment de plus de la mort. J'ai entendu à la radio à l'instant que le bataillon nous envoyait des renforts, mais ils devront percer les lignes ennemies qui nous encerclent et j'ignore combien de temps ils mettront à nous rejoindre. Je dois encore faire mon possible pour sortir mes hommes vivant de cet enfer. J'ai aussi tous ces marines morts au combat que je dois rapatrier. J'ignore combien de temps nous pourrons encore tenir, mais j'espère m'en sortir pour pouvoir te revoir. Je dois retourner à mes hommes maintenant. Je t'aime et t'embrasse. Henry _____________________ My dear Eve, I could not write to you before, but we were deployed to the front in support of our ally. We broke down the enemy lines and started securing a city with the hope of being able to protect the people and the holy place that was there. The enemy forces have unfortunately managed to destroy this mosque before we can secure the place. They also caused heavy losses in the company. I write you this letter in a moment of respite because I do not know if I or any of my men will be able to escape alive. We do not have a lot of ammunition and the water is running out. It will be three hours that we fight and soon two hours that we are under constant fire. We are not many, but our guardian angels watch us as best they can. Bombs rain on enemy forces to preserve one more moment of death. I heard on the radio right now that the battalion was sending us reinforcements, but they will have to break through the enemy lines that encircle us and I do not know how long they will take to join us. I still have to do my best to get my men alive from this hell. I also have all those marines killed in action that I have to repatriate. I do not know how much more time we can hold, but I hope to get out of it so I can see you again. I have to go back to my men now. I love you and kiss you. Henry