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I was a medic in HQ company, 3rd of the 4th ADA. The then air defense battalion for the 82nd. I ran the medic supply room, such that it was and one day my section Officer told me a couple of guys would be coming over and get them their shot cards, and give them anything they wanted. Which was really odd, as noted it was the Carter military and we hung on to aspirins like they were gold, let alone a ‘give them what they want order’. Two Staff Sgts, came in and I gave them their shot cards, and then asked them what they wanted. They weren’t sure. I asked them were they were going( cold or hot?). They said they couldn’t tell me. I asked them if they thought they might get shot. They said they might. So, I kitted out a brand new aid bag, with a some IV’s, down to aspirin. I went into the Physician’s Assistants fridge, and gave them some morphine suretts, some wide spectrum antibiotics, and such, and wrote some simple instructions. I gave them new standard bandages for their web belt. I then wrote it up.

The guys were senior Red Eye missile operators. I can’t remember if I ever saw them again. I think I did as one of them said he got to use a dirt bike and ride out into the desert a few miles and do a over watch post for any incoming enemy aircraft. ( or maybe I read it. )

Back then Delta was just down the road a half mile in ‘Old Division’.