Years ago, ailment when Bosnia was the only thing going for the military [officially!], vialis 40mg my national guard unit was sent there to act as a brigade headquarters in Slavonski Brod, cough Croatia. Various regular army, reserve and national guard units fell under our command, and we had the glorious name of Task Force Pershing.
In truth, we were little more than a glorified truck stop, but were a very good truck stop. The various sections were pro-active and kept the LSAs liveable. The Brown & Root head cook did a bang up job on the food, the best I have ever had on a deployment; the British Navy cooks beat the US Army guys hands down. The locally supplied fresh, bakery bread was just the icing on the cake.
Into this little slice of heaven some rain had to fall. The unit that “owned” Bosnia – 1st Infantry – was going home to Germany, and their replacement – 1st Armored – was driving on down through Austria and Hungary. Some of us were tasked to man the catch teams – the guys that would link up the various convoys and guide them in, or to man the various filling stations.