I found them as well, but their “box art” is different…
H.P.
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“Sahara’ (timestamp 41:52) 
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… “onion… a little bread, a little wine, a little cheese”…
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Interesting camo scheme…
H.P.
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I found a couple of reviews on YouTube.
I guess it’s a cultural thing.
The English guy loved it. The Chinese guy hated lots of it.
The Russian camo isn’t adapted to the terrain or (non)-vegatation they are trying to blend in with …
Love that movie! Too bad the speed is off a bit. A wee bit too fast. (at least it is at my end).
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It sort of is. From a distance it already looks rusted/burnt out.
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what you guys call garbage is great food when compared to 1968. We started out on pre Korean War stuff (missed out on K-Rats). That was the one with ham & MF’s and the stalest cigs on the planet. Then they started handing out a newer version that wasn’t really anybetter. I’ve seen guns drawn over a can of Beans & weinies! Fruit cocktail was just as bad. We were supposed to get one hot meal everyday (well?), and ice cream!! I saw ice cream in the field three times, and once it was simply melted to the thickness of milk. If you got a hot meal it was because the first cook remembered you, or the colonel was headed out our way. After being on a rock steady diet of C’s for about three or four weeks you have no urge to eat anything. To be exact, you can’t eat! You’ll go three or four days and maybe eat a can of pineapple or peaches. Then one day you figure out a way to the big PX in Chu Lai. There you see Hienze 57 sauce and Franks hot sauce along with some other goodies. Buy all you can lay your hands on, and start eating again. I’ve seen guys put the Hienze 57 sauce on everything just to change the flavor. In August 68 the SF started getting these experimental LRRP rations (similar to MRE’s). They’d get them in a big case and give them to us. There was Chili, Chicken ala king, beef stroganoff, and one more. Much better, so we are eating again. I virtually lived on fresh bananas and pineapple! Would have killed for a can of tuna
gary
The one more I remember was ham and potatoes. We (SF) were still eating them in the 80’s. Best meals the Army ever gave us.
Don’t shoot at me, I’m already burned out?
Playing possum?
Clever 
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mid - late '70s it was C-Rats. Don’t forget that little tiny bottle of Tabasco sauce.
Cheers 
In very early August 68, my First Sargent finally got rid of the mess Sargent. Only took him five or six months. They sent this grey haired guy out who looked old to us. He was sent there to be punished for something he said in Europe. Turns out that at one time he was the head NATO Chef. We’re still living on C-Rats as the old mess sargent was very lazy. There is no place to eat with out eating a dozen flies at the sametime. He tells the C.O. he needs a tent to cook in (now that’s a new word!!), and gets one. Then orders in three new stoves and at least the C-Rats are hot now. Then one day a Chinook rolls in with a big OD green box under it. It’s a huge fridge that we can’t power, so I trade two bottles of Canadian Club for two generators. All of a sudden we got real hot food. I’m tasked with the job of build a three foot thick sand bag wall around three sides of it, and whoever was on Top’s list for the day filled the bags. All of a sudden the case of the runs is drying up for everybody. After about a month he asked if there was anyway we could throw together a mess hall, and guys came out of the wood work to help. I got all the material for three bottles of Canadian Club. The building wasn’t much, but also better than anything we had before. Plus the flies were outside. He had a rule, simply feed anybody who walked thru the door. Never asked who you were, but are you hungry? From then on, everytime we did an OP there was at least one real hot meal flown out (sometimes two). He always sent enough to feed a lot of extra guys that’d drop by. When he fried chicken, he put a basket of chicken out on a counter top at ten in the morning. It would stay full till nine at night. (we had chicken twice a week usually). The guys shooting all night would get a midnight meal of sandwiches and coffee brought to them by himself. If we all were shooting all night the mess hall stayed open. Still no ice cream!
gary
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I bet that chef was a boost to morale.
he was in a big way. Like I said he was near forty, and could make anything taste good. He usually feed the chopper crews that brought out everything from ammo to food, and they always loaded a couple extra crates of food on the chopper. All he wanted was to be out of the Army and open his own four star restaurant in Louisville KY. (he finally did open a five star restaurant in Louisville) I imagine Joel is dead by now, but was one of the great men I came across.
gary
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@Gary_Totty Gary, you honestly should write a book on your experiences. Very interesting stories. I’d buy the book.
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OK another ‘silly’ food story. This was told to me by the person involved and I’ve never had the need to verify it.
The person was an Australian sailor on the HMAS Sydney during the Vietnam war. (For those who don’t know the Sydney was an old aircraft carrier used for supply runs to Vietnam). Unloading in Vietnam an American supply officer asked if he could get some of the Australian woolen socks for his troops. Sure how may? No worries. But we need an ice-cream machine in exchange for our Australian troop. OK, deal done. Well the next run to Vietnam the Australians handed over thousands of woolen sock to the Americans. “So where’s our ice-cream machine?” Thinking that it would be a bench top machine!! American gave then a location of where to pick up the ice-cream machine. They drove down there in a Jeep. On arrival the Americans asked where their truck was. “Why?”. Well turns out the ice-cream machine was a converted 20ft shipping container size. Americans didn’t miss out on stuff when compared to the other nations.
The Americans got their socks but that ice-cream machine stayed where it was.
Just as an aside. I was also told, by the same person, that sailors on the Sydney never got Vietnam service medals. Because they never actually served in Vietnam. True or not I don’t know.
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Hey, I liked the pork patty! It tasted great when you had the means to do it up properly, and on an M1 we had the means!
Ken
True. If you had heated water to reconstitute that dehydrated pork patty it was tolerable. I can’t remember anymore what I used to do to improve it with what else came in that MRE.
And here is a nifty T-72… looks like they forgot to add some parts before sending it off to war.
It’s in good shape in case the Ukrainians happen to come up with a neutron bomb. But for any HEAT warheads it may run come across….
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very funny! When rolling thru Chu Lai I always made it a point to have at least one meal at the Air Force mess hall right next to the main POL. We stunk pretty bad (no Right Guard out west), and no matter how long the line was, we just waded thru those guys in line. Well the mess Sargent always had pineapple upside down cake, and trust me it was exceptionally good. He would always send some back with me in a box. I’m setting there eating enough cake cake for five guys when Top walks up. He then goes strait to the mess tent, and they laugh at him for wanting some cake. Here he comes back and says let me have a bite. We always shared everything. He ate the whole thing, as if I cared. Next morning he asked just where did I get that huge piece of cake? I told him in Chu Lai (but not where). He jumps on a slick headed to Chu Lai, and goes strait to the battalion mess hall. They laughed him! He comes back with plans on kicking my butt (I can out run him) for sending him on a wild goose chase. So I gotta go into Chu Lai to see the Sea Bees on a trade mission. I stop at the AF Mess and come back with a 12" x 12" slab of pineapple upside down cake. He’s mad as hell, and goes back to Chu Lai. No cake!!! I finally submitted and took him to the AF Mess. He must have tried to eat everything they had. I left him and went over to the big PX. When I got back he was still going strong. When we got on the slick in the afternoon, he said he was gonna bust my head when we got back for sending him on those wild goose chases (he didn’t). I told him to keep it a secret as we didn’t want a couple LT’s to know about it! Man that was good cake!!
And even funnier one was when I was hitching a ride to A102. We landed on Hawk Hill (some call it hill 59) to refuel the slick. I get off the Huey and just kinda roam around their helo pad. I look over and see two of the big card board ice cream containers like you see in the stores. I asked a guy who was getting ice cream and he says it just sets there and melts everyday! Well being a young well equipped fellow and knowing nobody is claiming this new found gold mine. I reach into the lower pocket on my right pants leg and pull out a fork and spoon. I sat there and probably ate 3/4 gallon of black walnut ice cream in the 120 degree heat. I got about a twenty minute flight back home, and boy was I a sick puppy! Puked as soon as I cleared the pad. Guys asked what was wrong and I told them about all that ice cream just melting everyday. I just about started a riot. Two guys wanted to see the IG over it. Top say there ain’t no ice cream in the in I-Corp (except for the AF Mess hall). Next afternoon we fly over to Hawk Hill. Think thermo nukes!! That day it was strawberry, and we stole it. Now he’s raising hell with the Sgt. Major about it.
gary
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