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So sad but good experience the army is inside me

UPON THEIR COUNTRY'S CALL (In memory and honour of the heroes of the Angolan Bush War - 1966 to 1990.) In Africa's bush no poppies grow; Only shot out vehicles and graves - of friend and foe. There - young soldiers would live and die; Leaving family and friends, begging for an answer: 'Why'? 'Why should that have happened? Was it worth it all?' That my friend, my child, in battle should fall?' A bloody clash of the political powers of their day they have seen. Brave heroes all of them have been. Often scared, but trained to follow orders. Always ready. Fighting to protect their county’s borders. Fighting a proxy war of the two great world powers. An African regional war, spawned by Portugal’s revolution of carnation flowers. Those soldiers all risked their lives - and some did die; To provide a better future for you and I. Some loved ones, the war had taken away; But as long as we remember them, for ever, in our hearts - they will stay. At our tables a vacant chair there should always be; A permanent reminder of our heroes - to you and me. And with every toast that in future we will drink; Of their highest sacrifice we should think. Not all had died. Most returned; Many of them with trauma - into their souls - for ever burnt. Some seemed unscathed while others maimed; Let all of them however, in honour, be named. Some got medals; even meritorious bars; Others received only emotional scars. Yes, unseen scars that they will always bear; Until it's time for them to vacate the chair. The war is now in the past. Let us hope, work and pray, for peace to last. And whether alive, or with names engraved on stone and wall; Let the world never forget those, who sacrificed their youth, their lives, their all; Upon their country's call. © 20 March 2022 by Fanus van der Merwe

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n BOER Maaaak n PLAN !!!!

85-87 7SAI Angola 86-87

Brings back memories of my time in 31 battalion Omega 1980 - 81 - thanks for posting this video

What you are witnessing is the beginning of the downfall of the European world. We turned our backs on Rhodesia & South Africa. We let terrorists and communists take over due to political correctness. Now the problem is in all Europe & America. Great video.

In the entire bush war that lasted 23 years we lost less than 3500 soldiers, a testament to the resilience, tenacity and professionalism of our steadfast defence force

If your country calls, you answer. If they called me up today regardeless off politics, i'll go. This is what a man does for the call of his country and blood. You do or die.Real MEN never die. They make sure those that cant defend themselves sleep safe at night. Salut to all fallen soldiers. Respect and thank you to all Band of Brothers

One thing I remember was the poor dudes who were consciousness objectors running around the hospital where we were getting ready medically to go to the border I had the pleasure of a polish lady dentist she says to me wonderful enamel but you need 3 fillings at the back she kept shouting OPEN WIDER man my jaw was sore for at least a week good nemories😅😅😅

This is one of the best short documentaries I've seen on the Border War. Thank you. And thank you to all the boys who became men in serving.

Respect and thank you for your sacrifices.

The war was a big hoax,, all about money. I was in the army 87,, 88. Thanks

God bless you🙏Marius 61 Meg, B company. Ops Moduler

WHITE South African conscripts!

Yes ---- the REAL army ---- not this so-called "army" of today ----- SANDF (SOUTH AFRICAN NATIONAL DEFENSLESS FART)

All this brings back memories we all had to play our part. From cadets in high school to call up when you were if i remember 16 and finished with school. I was 17 in 87 went to 6 SAI

Wie Kan dit van ons af weg vat

Respect ✊🏻

My older boet was there driving convoys of supplies to our blokes deep in Angola. Ops Modular and Super... he was a camper then, driving a Kwevoël truck loaded with 155mm ammo for the G 5s and G 6s. They saw an aircraft flash by in front of them, but they thought it was a Mirage fighter. Turns out it was a Mig. They herringboned off the sand track into the bundu, and my short-arsed brother dived out of the Kwe's cab, all of 6 foot or more above ground. Luckily the Mig had no bombs, but did strafe the bush. Inspecting the cargo after the incident, my brother found a smashed wooden ammo crate with a now u/s 155mm shell inside. He brought me the round that penetrated the cargo. I wonder what happened to that memento?

Tearfull story thanks for sharing sir

I was in the sadf in 88 we were the best in Africa

Thank you for showing this. 35 years later I'm still asking questions. We all served proudly.

61 was Ysters... Gedurende Modular (en ander) het ons goeie bande met hulle gesmee in n stille brotherhood. Respek, en dankie vir die goeie, ook slegte tye. 🦇🦅🦌🦅🦇

This was beautiful, touching. Love the solemn approach and respect.

Thanks. We would have followed you.

Klomp kak ja, ons jong mense onnodig na hul dood gestuur, net omdat nie SA Apartheid-regime nie Suidwes aan hul regmatige burgers wou afstaan, 26 jaar van bloed en swaarkry, klomp tos, so bly SWAPO het die verkiesing gewen en Suidwes het onafhanklikheid gekry en Namibië geword, goed en regso! Ek was op die grens 1987, in Oshakati, Rundu en Wndhoek grootgeword, so ek het die oorlog as ‘n Suidwester beleef, fok PW, groot krokke-tril, Viljoen en Malan ingesluit. Etters.

I heard those SAM SA-8 mobile launchers was quickly ghosted away and some egg heads from the west quickly boarded a plane the same day, many of the decoy systems and HARM missiles was made better through this glimpsed knowledge of the war booty, just goes to show the grade and incompetence of the enemy, by leaving them fully operational... Back in them days of the soviet union youd be put against the wall and shot for not self destructing or disabling the electronics and guidance systems.....

death to apartheid

Bloed, sweet en trane, dankie vir julle dienste. Dis jammer om te sien hoe Suid-Africa nou is.

Awesome!! Salute!!

It is so sad some gave it all and the graveyard say it all,in my hometown i saw graves of falling soldiers,i do not know them they were young and the weeds,broken gravestone are everywhere,this broke me,

Thank you for your service, for your sacrifice, valour, strength, bravery.

My dad was a medic during the war. Its scary the things everyone went through. Thank you to everyone.

Yeah, they talk about being eighteen. I was a Rhodesian-born kid, who started school early and later matriculated in Windhoek (SWA at the time) aged seventeen. I was then sucked into this mess. Dunno how, but I was sent to the Army Gym in Heidelberg for infantry officer training. It was hell, but somehow I survived. Thereafter is another story ---. I wish I'd known then what I know now, fifty years later.

You can't call an aggressor brave

where wouold one find the radio chatter you played in the beginning?

Soldier fought limitless, your glorify your kings and free lands. Your bloods waters freedom for all. Amen

Just a very important remark and question.....did ONLY English speaking SADF men/soldiers fight with 61 mech and involved in the battle of the Lomba, This "remembrance" is very clearly only for and restricted to the English...???????

These group of guys are legends. All my uncles and my father served! They bettered the galiant Rhodesians and yanks. I love the SADF

South Africa old army... 👌👌👌👌👍👍👍👍👍

Rooikat.... ROOIKAT..AFRIKAANS..... 😳😳😳😳

Is daar nie n eet af gele nie????? Van woord........???????????????????? Waarvan PRAAT hy......... English man...... 🤔🤔🤔🤔🤔Is hy ENGELS........

My father served in Angola and Mozambique he has only talked about it once to me

Dislike for obvious reasons!!!!!!!!!22:37 The people like this are evil!!!!And pushed the world to were we are right now!!!!!!

Foolish warlords still glamourising about. This is stupidity.

28.15: Hey Bud, I was also up there & empathize. But the sad news is that we are effectively pretty much under Russian & Chinese rule nowadays. I guess we may take some cold & vindictive comfort from the fact that the ANC have been an absolute disaster, as per other "liberated" African states. The "woke" asswipes didn't want to know the truth back then 😏

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Very nice to here this, and words to turn to Christian and Peace life!