O.T. from Afganistan

this is from my nephew in Air Force.
john
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From Afghanistan, the story of the week:

So we are up in the mountains at about 0100 hrs looking for a bad guy
that we thought was in the area. Here are ten of us, pitch black,
crystal clear night, about 25 degrees. We know there are bad guys in
the area, a few shots have been fired but no big deal. We decide
that we need air cover and the only thing in the area is a solo B-1
bomber. He flies around at about 20,000 feet and tells us there is
nothing in the area. He then asks if we would like a low level show
of force. Stupid question. Of course we tell him yes. The
controller who is attached to the team then is heard talking to the
pilot. Pilot asks if we want it subsonic or supersonic. Very stupid
question. Pilot advises he is twenty miles out and stand by. The
controller gets us all sitting down in a line and points out the
proper location. You have to picture this. Pitch black, ten killers
sitting down, dead quiet and overlooking this 30 mile long valley.
All of a sudden, way out (below our level) you see a set of four
200' white flames coming at us. The controller says, "Ah-guys-you
might want to plug your ears".
Faster than you can think a B-1, supersonic, 1000' over our heads,
blasts the sound barrier and it feels like God just hit you in the
head with a hammer". He then stands it straight up with 4 white
trails of flame coming out and disappears. Cost of gas for that:
Probably $50,000

Hearing damage: For certain
Bunch of ragheads thinking twice about shooting at us: Priceless