Eye Deployed For The Money
Authored By: Bradley Chapline
Page Eight
2004
Authored By: Bradley Chapline
Page Eight
2004
I'm reaching the point of total exhaustion. I finally laid down on the ground. I fell asleep, but not for long. Leeches and big red ants were crawling over my body. I could feel those little bastards sucking my blood right out of me. I quickly jumped to my feet. While I'm attempting to pull these leeches out of my skin with my fingernails, all I was doing was breaking the leeches off in half. Even then, I could still feel these leeches moving on my skin and still sucking my blood. My arms and legs were swelling. I was beginning to notice open sores on my body.
A couple of hours later the sun would set, and darkness had begun to fall over the survivalist range. I now had no light whatsoever.
At approximately 5:30AM the next morning, I see a battalion vehicle approaching the jungle survival training range. At this point I would have been glad to see Gunny Holmes, Major Theisen or even the MP's. I was feeling quite sick by this time. The driver stated to me, "Sergeant Chapline, I have been ordered to bring you back to the MAU camp." Although I didn't know this particular driver, I was still damn glad to see him. When getting close to arriving at the MAU camp, I saw Gunnery Sergeant Holmes and Major Theisen waiting for my arrival. I'm now suffering from a severe fever, and am sweating profusely. I feel as though I'm going to pass out at any moment. Major Theisen says to me, "Sergeant Chapline, the medical corpsman said you never took your doses of quinine prior to going out on jungle training. Is this correct?" I stated, "Yes, Sir, that is correct." Major Theisen ordered the driver to get me immediately admitted into the base hospital. I was now suffering the beginning stages of malaria. I remained in the hospital for the next few days. When I began to feel better, I wondered what the authorities had on me. I figured, once again, I would be arrested when I was released from the hospital.
On the morning of my discharge from the hospital, Gunny Holmes and his driver were waiting on me. I was taken back to the MAU camp's operation center. Gunny Holmes took me into Major Theisen's office. The major said to me, "You, Sergeant Chapline, will be receiving the worst evaluation that a Marine sergeant has ever received." Major Theisen informed me that he had reliable information that I had been running drugs. I denied his allegation. The major said to me, "We thought we had you. But, the MP's searched your bunk and wall locker and nothing was found. So, I guess for now I'll just have to believe you. But, I think we all know what the real truth is. Sergeant Chapline, you must have some loyal people around you. Not one person, other than Gunny Holmes would say that you left your assigned post in an unauthorized state from the jungle training range. I guess all I can do now is to give you the most rotten fitness report that I can possibly write." Gunny Holmes then directed me to come into his office. He read my evaluation to me. The major was right. It was a terrible evaluation.
I said to Gunny Holmes in an arrogant and aggressive tone, "The only way you can hurt me with this piss poor evaluation is to wrap it around a rock and throw it at me!" I then called him a lousy fucking cat licker while I leaned over his desk and swept off with my hands all the military crap he had on his desk. I then walked out and went to my Quonset hut. I thought, "To hell with everything. All that I went through and I have nothing to show for it. All my money is gone."
A short time later one of my house mice took me aside. He told me that he had heard the police coming and that he took all my money and marijuana out of my locker. I began laughing. The house mouse then said, "You take good care of us, we take good care of you." The house mouse said that all the money was still buried in the woods, but that the remaining marijuana, he had given to Aida. When the house mouse retrieved all my money later that evening, I gave him several more hundred dollars. I then went to the enlisted club. I was in no way concerned about the money for the rest of the marijuana that was in Aida's possession. I figured I was extremely lucky to be sitting where I was now.
Surprisingly, later that night Aida came walking into the club. We both had tremendous sized smiles when we saw each other. Aida took me out back of the club and handed me a wad of bills. It was approximately $2,000.00. Aida told me she had sold the remaining amount of pot and that this money was my cut. Aida then asked me how I was feeling and if I was up to going home with her. I told Aida, "Honey, I'm still too weak from malaria." Aida thanked me for all I had done for her. She said that she had purchased another kilo of marijuana from her connections in Manila. Aida then said to me, "But now, I'm doing it my way. I smuggle just a little pot at a time onto the base." Aida then told me that she now has absolute free passage to the base without being searched. As Aida began to walk away she turned around and kissed me on the cheek. Aida then said, "You were right, Chappy, people in the business who are greedy never make it." Aida then walked away and out of my life.
I really did come to love Aida. I was going to miss her. I will never forget her.
The next few weeks were relatively quiet for me at the MAU camp. I had mailed all the cash home to Dorothy in small quantities. I had made just slightly over $6,000.00.
I was in the process of packing up my equipment when my house mouse came up to me and said he wanted to talk to me in private. We both walked out into the woods. He gave me a package. When I opened it up there was approximately $8,000.00 in cash inside this legal sized envelope. There was also this note that said, "Chappy, take care, I'll miss you. I love you. Aida." Tears came to my eyes. When I got on ship and deployed back out to sea, I once again sent, in small increments, this entire amount of cash home to Dorothy. I thought, "Well in the end, all this was worth it." I had definitely deployed for the money! And, Jeannine would soon be having all the plastic surgery work done that she so desperately needed.
A couple of hours later the sun would set, and darkness had begun to fall over the survivalist range. I now had no light whatsoever.
At approximately 5:30AM the next morning, I see a battalion vehicle approaching the jungle survival training range. At this point I would have been glad to see Gunny Holmes, Major Theisen or even the MP's. I was feeling quite sick by this time. The driver stated to me, "Sergeant Chapline, I have been ordered to bring you back to the MAU camp." Although I didn't know this particular driver, I was still damn glad to see him. When getting close to arriving at the MAU camp, I saw Gunnery Sergeant Holmes and Major Theisen waiting for my arrival. I'm now suffering from a severe fever, and am sweating profusely. I feel as though I'm going to pass out at any moment. Major Theisen says to me, "Sergeant Chapline, the medical corpsman said you never took your doses of quinine prior to going out on jungle training. Is this correct?" I stated, "Yes, Sir, that is correct." Major Theisen ordered the driver to get me immediately admitted into the base hospital. I was now suffering the beginning stages of malaria. I remained in the hospital for the next few days. When I began to feel better, I wondered what the authorities had on me. I figured, once again, I would be arrested when I was released from the hospital.
On the morning of my discharge from the hospital, Gunny Holmes and his driver were waiting on me. I was taken back to the MAU camp's operation center. Gunny Holmes took me into Major Theisen's office. The major said to me, "You, Sergeant Chapline, will be receiving the worst evaluation that a Marine sergeant has ever received." Major Theisen informed me that he had reliable information that I had been running drugs. I denied his allegation. The major said to me, "We thought we had you. But, the MP's searched your bunk and wall locker and nothing was found. So, I guess for now I'll just have to believe you. But, I think we all know what the real truth is. Sergeant Chapline, you must have some loyal people around you. Not one person, other than Gunny Holmes would say that you left your assigned post in an unauthorized state from the jungle training range. I guess all I can do now is to give you the most rotten fitness report that I can possibly write." Gunny Holmes then directed me to come into his office. He read my evaluation to me. The major was right. It was a terrible evaluation.
I said to Gunny Holmes in an arrogant and aggressive tone, "The only way you can hurt me with this piss poor evaluation is to wrap it around a rock and throw it at me!" I then called him a lousy fucking cat licker while I leaned over his desk and swept off with my hands all the military crap he had on his desk. I then walked out and went to my Quonset hut. I thought, "To hell with everything. All that I went through and I have nothing to show for it. All my money is gone."
A short time later one of my house mice took me aside. He told me that he had heard the police coming and that he took all my money and marijuana out of my locker. I began laughing. The house mouse then said, "You take good care of us, we take good care of you." The house mouse said that all the money was still buried in the woods, but that the remaining marijuana, he had given to Aida. When the house mouse retrieved all my money later that evening, I gave him several more hundred dollars. I then went to the enlisted club. I was in no way concerned about the money for the rest of the marijuana that was in Aida's possession. I figured I was extremely lucky to be sitting where I was now.
Surprisingly, later that night Aida came walking into the club. We both had tremendous sized smiles when we saw each other. Aida took me out back of the club and handed me a wad of bills. It was approximately $2,000.00. Aida told me she had sold the remaining amount of pot and that this money was my cut. Aida then asked me how I was feeling and if I was up to going home with her. I told Aida, "Honey, I'm still too weak from malaria." Aida thanked me for all I had done for her. She said that she had purchased another kilo of marijuana from her connections in Manila. Aida then said to me, "But now, I'm doing it my way. I smuggle just a little pot at a time onto the base." Aida then told me that she now has absolute free passage to the base without being searched. As Aida began to walk away she turned around and kissed me on the cheek. Aida then said, "You were right, Chappy, people in the business who are greedy never make it." Aida then walked away and out of my life.
I really did come to love Aida. I was going to miss her. I will never forget her.
The next few weeks were relatively quiet for me at the MAU camp. I had mailed all the cash home to Dorothy in small quantities. I had made just slightly over $6,000.00.
I was in the process of packing up my equipment when my house mouse came up to me and said he wanted to talk to me in private. We both walked out into the woods. He gave me a package. When I opened it up there was approximately $8,000.00 in cash inside this legal sized envelope. There was also this note that said, "Chappy, take care, I'll miss you. I love you. Aida." Tears came to my eyes. When I got on ship and deployed back out to sea, I once again sent, in small increments, this entire amount of cash home to Dorothy. I thought, "Well in the end, all this was worth it." I had definitely deployed for the money! And, Jeannine would soon be having all the plastic surgery work done that she so desperately needed.
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