Whats it like to get shot?

Question

Sorry for asking a stupid question but... how does it feel exactly to get shot at in the battlefield? Emotionally and Pyshically... Thanks

Answer 1

The first time I was wounded we were coming up over a berm when I saw a 122 shell sticking up in the ditch and started screaming for my driver to turn. It was too late and the track started settling to earth it seemed it took 10 minutes. I remember looking up and watched the infantry scurry for cover, as usual all the gooks had already disappeared (we figured they knew where the booby traps were placed and would disappear when we would get hit). It was early morning already in the upper seventies but not warm enough for the dew to burn off. You could smell the ox feces being burnt like fire wood, sandalwood incense. A crow was circling the A/O. and I remember the nasty taste from the morning’s C rations when there was huge blast. I had been sitting in the cupola atop the APC and now was king of flat sandy clearing 60 feet away. My glasses were gone as was my vision I could only see three of four inches. There was no noise, no screams, no guns firing nothing. That was when I knew I was dead. Since I did not have to worry about getting hurt, I just sat there. When Bill and another friend Turk tackled me. It scared the shi* out of me. I kept watching them trying to figure whether to be pissed or thankful. They kept moving their mouths but were not making any noise. Doc showed up and since I could not figure what was going was I waiting to move into the light or was I dreaming? He suddenly slapped the **** out of me, threw me an M-14, and wrote me a note to start defending the area before I really was killed. Then I realized the blast had blown out my ears, they eventually recovered.


I was wounded the last time long before you were born, May 10 1971. I see the Vietcong stick grenade spitting smoke and turning end over end; bouncing on top of the APC before bouncing into Doc's lap and detonating; blowing off the top of his head; seriously wounding Tex; penetrating my lower back and kidneys, going from the rear of my right knee exiting through the knee cap and through my right elbow, ring finger, little finger and wrist. I was unable to return fire in the conventional manner. You would be surprised how many lose their bodily functions, but you have to contend with someone in a thousands parts or half their entails dripping off your face. Hold down an 18 year boy who yesterday was horse playing and dreaming of going home and buying his first car. You watch a medic boost (over medicate) a soldier so he will die peacefully. Watch an enemy shot a friend over and over until there is nothing but mush. You go into a river to retrieve a body, the flesh falls off and creatures are inside the body. A good friend is burnt so badly you have to use a shovel to get all of him.

What did I feel anger; my motto became and still is KILL THEM ALL and LET GOD SORT THEM OUT!






I remember both times all the air I had every breathed flowing out of my body. Pain so intense you saw white stars, but yet when you scotched taped your finger back on your hand you felt nothing. I remember Bill reaching down picking pieces of bone (my knee) out of his arm; the both of us laughing so hard because you could see light through my knee.


Thirty five years latter it is, funny I will be operated on the doctors will pick long slivers of wood out and not knowing the VC handgrenade were sometimes made of wood filled wit hundreds of ball bearing, trash it. (I want one for a souvenir). When my son was small, he would pick shrapnel out of my back; I was always self conscious over all or any of the holes. Each of these holes always feels like they are asleep.

I pulled this out for the second time in 35 years it reads:
"For conspicuous gallantry and intrepidity in action while serving with friendly foreign forces engaged in armed conflict against the North Vietnamese and Viet Cong communist aggressors in the Republic of Vietnam. On 10 May 1971, while on a long range reconnaissance patrol in Ankee providence his men came under an intense enemy attack. The initial attack wounded Sergeant Adams and several other personnel. Refusing medical aid, he commenced giving first aid to the other wounded. At the same time, he directed his remaining forces into a defensive position. When the medical helicopter came, he chose to remain behind to make room for these more seriously wounded. During the ensuing fighting which would include face to face combat and in spite of his wounds and disregard to his own safety, Sergeant Adams continued to defend his position. Sergeant ADAMS 's decisive actions in rendering first aid, directing his personnel, while in defense of their position, while exposed to enemy fire, was directly responsible for the saving of his personnel. His devotion to duty, courage under fire, exemplary professionalism and outstanding leadership were in keeping with the highest traditions of the United States Army".

Answer 2

some people dont feel it when it happens, then they realize it afterwards, for those who instantly know they got shot, it depends where they were shot...in the knee is excruciating pain go get a hammer and hit urself as hard as ur mind will let u do it, then imagine ur mind didnt control that swing, and the hammer was a sledge hammer and u had to close ur eyes and someone else swung the hammer directly into ur kneecap, all in the blink of an eye, less than 1/100 of a second all the skin in front of ur patella rips open, blood seeps out between the hammer and bone, bone cracks, then fractures then crumbles to pieces, ligaments muscles, tendons tear off one another the hammer has hyperextended the knee only half of an inch at this point...stop right there, and that's about what its like being shot in the knee

Answer 3

doesnt really hurt, but all of a sudden you start getting itchy at the spot, and then your in trouble, cuz you really need to scratch it....
im seriously telling the truth, and physically? well, it's not that bad depending on the needle, my father uses this huge needle, *ow* and i usually go to the other doctors instead, even though he's really good, as long as the needle's small your fine, besides, there's BARELY any blood, evryone always freaks out cuz of that, there's no reason too, hope i helped out!

Answer 4

well in a Battlefield don't know but on the street in a gun fight. the thoughts of your family what you still need to do. ooohh and the Pain does not hit untill the adrenaline stops and damn it Hurts for days and days untill you get use to the pain.

Answer 5

ask 50 cent and the game they got shot and now they are rappers, what i think happens here is that if you get shot and get well after you can become a rapper.

Answer 6

you might regret for not living your life well enough for a split second.
and also feel the pain of an electronic drill drilling in your body.
OUCH.

Answer 7

it is true that events of your life passes through.... then you'll feel a hot burning sensation. if you're too weak, you'll probably pass out. with quick medical response, you'll live

Answer 8

Not Good

Answer 9

It sucks no matter where you get hit. It sucks to get shot at.

InIt2WinIt

Answer 10

burning sensation loss of temporary direction confusion ultimately very pissed off