another day at the range
I was struck on the left side of my neck by a true ricochet from 7.65 round.
I was prone and a sniper in a tree at approximately 250 meters took aim on me.
God was with me, the first round hit the foot of a man in lying in front of me,
the second cut the back of my shirt; fatigue jacket, and his third hit a small mound to my left front. I had a man I was speaking to who saw the dirt being kicked up, and I saw his facial expression as he looked right into my eyes and we knew what was to happen. The round struck the hard clay mound and then hit me. Like a punch. I stuck my little finger in the hole to assay the damage. I could feel the base of the round under that diagonal neck muscle. It was jagged, and then my fear was that my main artery would be nicked and I would bleed to death. God was with me.
No spurting blood.
Then I became the target again, and I had to concentrate on other affairs.
The bullet was removed at Loc Ninh. It was perhaps the forward third of a bullet.
I didn't have my eye protection on that day either.
Ricochets are good.