Carnivore (37 page)

A peek inside the Carnivore. Look cramped? Well, this was shot before we began loading our ammo.

That's me with one of the thousands of AKs we took off dead Iraqi soldiers. This one had a folding stock, which made it very handy in the close confines of the Carnivore.

A shot of the Carnivore feeding on one of Saddam's personal armored Mercedeses.

An artillery piece.

If you look closely, you'll see “SSG J” spray-painted on the front of this Iraqi tank that was destroyed by the Carnivore.

An Iraqi MiG-23 on fire outside Al Asad Air Base. We had a lot of fun destroying Saddam's toys.

Reporter Rita Leistner, Forest Geary, and me outside the oil refinery in Iraq where I ran the security for a short time.

Soprano with one of the lizards that were all over Kuwait. He named it Tara Reid.

Cochran gets a little sun with a new friend.

Jason Sperry, driver of the Carnivore in 2003.

The Carnivore and crew not too long after reaching Baghdad. I'm standing holding the .303 Mk III Lee-Enfield I took off the Iraqi sniper who was stomped by the bull. Soprano's smoking a cigarette and trying to look cool, Sully of course is lying down, and the kid in the helmet is Correa, another one of the many fine troopers we had in Crazy Horse. I used that same Enfield as a sniping weapon—it worked well for targets within a few hundred meters.

My sniping spotter, Sergeant Jared Kennedy.

Here I am getting a Purple Heart (the result of an IED) pinned on me by the Commander of Task Force 6-26.