Word: turreted
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...point it was decided to add a guided antitank missile (TOW) to the vehicle, with accompanying computer and an expanded two-man turret. Did that mean the 25-mm "Bushmaster" gun should be taken off? Explains McChrystal: "At one meeting people would say, 'Take the Bushmaster off and put the TOW on,' then at the next they'd say, 'No, we ought to have both.' Then a new officer would be rotated onto the review board and say, 'What's the matter with you guys? That thing can't carry both. Change...
...dusty park, children frolic on a makeshift wooden Ferris wheel, seemingly oblivious of the armored personnel carrier at an intersection near by, a searchlight mounted on its turret. The younger children cluster around a foreigner, taking him for a Soviet, chanting "Khorosho! Khorosho!" (good). Older youths, approaching or just over the compulsory military draft age of 15, withdraw sullenly...
...101st checks out its 18 tanks. They are "Iron Coffins," old M48 Pattons, recently modernized with 105-mm turret guns and twelve-cylinder diesels. Crashing through trees and brush, the 54-tonners seem invulnerable. Tankmen know better; but they think they can shoot faster and straighter than the "Russians." They have set up camp at a tank range, miles of scrub and shrubbery dotted with pop-up silhouette targets that look like Soviet tanks, trucks and armored cars. Staff Sergeant Donald Fogal, 36, tank commander (foreman in an auto parts plant), and his regular gunner, Sergeant Ron Pospisil, 31 (Xerox...
...title-winning Hosmer Chiefs (freshman outfielder Donnie Allard also played) for his swing's improvement. Coach Alex Nahigian said Kelley's weight training on the Nautilus machine provided some needed strength development and helped Kelley "trim down." Though his waistline is under far better control than his turret of red hair, "trim" is not a word many associate with Kelley...
...slow moments in Wiseman's two hours, but that is probably the price for this kind of documentary, which allows people to be themselves. "I wish I was a soldier coming through here in World War II," muses one man, ogling the local girls from his tank turret. "I'll bet they got what they wanted. Probably didn't have to ask for it either." At an early briefing, a commanding officer calmly sends his subordinates off to battle: "That's my last word. Be professional, and let it all hang out." A few days later...