Yes, I realize I have been utterly remiss in my duties here as your host to tales of high adventure. The fact is my duties of late have been been quite adventurous and have been brutal on my time and enthusiasm to recount them. I managed to send off the Green Knights and their F-35 jets to Japan and have taken on the mantle of SgtMaj of Marine Aviation Logistics Squadron 13, the Black Widows.
What does a MALS do? Beats me, as I walk around our various work centers it looks like science fiction. The boring version of what we do is provide aviation logistics support to the various squadrons of Marine Air Group 13. What the Marines here actually do is far too technically intense for my feeble mind to grasp. The squadron is broken up into strange divisions with odd names. In Power Plants there are engines the size of tanks as well as other equipment only mad scientists could explain. The Marines of Cryogenics refuse to show me where the frozen bodies are kept in hibernation. Avionics is broken down into various numbered cells designed to keep their esoteric witchcraft a mystery and baffle SgtsMaj. Ordinance, those motherf- well, they let me pet the giant 20mm machine guns when I come around, so we’re good. I can tell you this, whenever you see our aircraft in the sky you can thank a bunch of young Marines who have spent a ridiculous amount of hours maintaining, tinkering, and otherwise working black magic in an effort to wreck havoc on the enemy.
Stay tuned for more action!