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Army soldier’s bravery in foxhole
Foxhole bravery
Army soldier’s bravery in foxhole with a fellow soldier Scotty where he learned being with the braver man can have consequences during war. This military humor is a funny reminder that no where you find yourself you can always find a reason to laugh…or wish to be back home.
Definition of bravery: the quality or state of having or showing mental or moral strength to face danger, fear, or difficulty : the quality or state of being BRAVE : COURAGE showing bravery under fire. Or sometimes talking smack in order to make your buddies think you are brave. – Dr. Knowitall
A Foxhole Scotty Story
In the thick of the jungle, deep in enemy territory, Private Jim “Lucky” Thompson found himself huddled in a foxhole with none other than Scotty “No Fear” MacAllister—the Army’s poster boy for bravery. Scotty had earned that reputation through a series of legendary stories, most involving him walking directly into enemy fire to retrieve a lost helmet or punching a tank square in the face (though the details of that one were still fuzzy).
Jim, on the other hand, was your run-of-the-mill, keep-your-head-down-and-don’t-get-shot kind of soldier. He had always prided himself on being cautious, or as his sergeant liked to call it, “terrified out of his mind.”
The foxhole was cramped, muddy, and about as welcoming as a middle seat on a cross-country flight. Jim was nervously clutching his rifle, eyes darting everywhere, convinced that at any moment, an enemy soldier was going to pop up and start World War III all over again.
Meanwhile, Scotty, sitting casually as if they were on a beach vacation, leaned back and casually pulled out a half-eaten sandwich from his pack. He took a bite, completely unfazed by the chaos around them.
“Relax, Jimbo,” Scotty said, between chews. “You’re with the bravest man in this entire jungle. I’ve got it all under control.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of,” Jim muttered under his breath, though loud enough for Scotty to hear.
Suddenly, gunfire erupted from a nearby ridge. Jim dropped to the bottom of the foxhole, hugging the ground like it was his long-lost teddy bear. Scotty, however, stood up, peering out over the edge like a curious squirrel.
“Stay down!” Jim hissed, yanking on Scotty’s pant leg. “You want to get us both killed?”
“Nah, Jim, they’re just spraying bullets wildly. Probably scared we’re over here plotting something brilliant,” Scotty said with a wink.
Jim wasn’t sure what part of their current situation screamed “brilliant”—unless the plan was to die in the most embarrassing way possible.
Then, out of nowhere, Scotty let out a battle cry that would’ve made a Viking weep with pride. He grabbed his rifle and, before Jim could say anything, leaped out of the foxhole, charging toward the enemy gunfire. Jim, of course, did what any rational soldier would do: he screamed.
“SCOTTY, YOU’RE CRAZY!”
But Scotty was already halfway across the field, bullets whizzing by as if they had a personal vendetta against him. Jim looked around, his mind racing. If Scotty survived and he didn’t follow, he’d never hear the end of it. Scotty would tell everyone how Jim cowered in the foxhole while he single-handedly won the war with nothing but his rifle and a half-eaten sandwich.
Against his better judgment, and with a newfound (if not completely misplaced) sense of bravery, Jim clambered out of the foxhole and ran after Scotty. It wasn’t bravery that propelled him forward, but the terrifying thought of being labeled a coward in the mess hall for the rest of his Army career.
As Jim sprinted, he realized that Scotty wasn’t just dodging bullets. No, Scotty was somehow making the bullets dodge *him*. It was like the universe had decided Scotty was too cool to be shot.
They reached the enemy’s position, and to Jim’s shock, Scotty slid into their trench, disarmed two enemy soldiers with a few well-placed karate chops, and popped back out like he’d just taken a casual afternoon stroll. Jim, on the other hand, barely managed to stumble into the trench, tripping over his own boots and landing face-first into the mud.
When he finally caught up to Scotty, the battle was over. Scotty was casually leaning against a tree, grinning ear to ear.
“Told you, Jimbo. Stick with me, and you’ll be fine.”
Jim, covered in mud, his nerves shattered, blinked. “Fine? FINE? I thought we were going to die!”
Scotty chuckled and patted him on the back. “Nah, you’re with the bravest man in the jungle. But, uh… next time, try not to scream so loud. You might hurt the enemy’s ears.”
Jim slumped against the tree, letting out a long, exasperated breath. He had learned two things that day: first, Scotty was absolutely insane, and second, sticking with the braver man didn’t always mean you’d survive unscathed.
As they headed back to camp, Jim made a mental note: the next time he found himself in a foxhole, he’d rather take his chances with the mud than with Scotty “No Fear” MacAllister. The consequences of bravery, he realized, involved way more screaming and near-death experiences than anyone had ever warned him about.
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