(My dad told me this story a while ago so sorry about the lack of detail an military terminology)

My dad was deployed to Iraq in 2003 as a satellite communications technician for the airforce and I believe he was in Kuwait at some airbase.

My dad and his buddy were in a tent joking around when a siren went of that usually means they’re getting mortared I believe. My dad put on his a gas mask, CBRN gear, helmet and M4 then ran out of the tent to his homemade bunker.

He described it as a little dugout that just poked out of the surface that had a roof and AC and had a little firing slit. He remembers just getting inside the bunker when he heard what sounded like a F 16 flying overhead and pieces of debris falling all over the roof of the dugout. He described it as “It was raining fire”

He sat crouched there for a while then the siren eventually stopped. Once he got out of the bunker. He remembers bits of screws and what looked like a big O ring cut in half laying in the sand.

The day after he got a phone call from (I don’t know who but I remember he was a very important person) and the man on the phone said that the Iraqi’s had gotten of a scud missile at general Stanley A. McChrystals office that was maybe 60 yards away from my dad’s dugout and the sounds he heard was a Patriot Missile System firing 2 SAMs at the Squd last second and getting a lucky shot on it.

My dad didn’t even know there was a Patriot right next to him because there was one of those concrete T-walls just blocking him from seeing it and it was right next to the dugout. Who knows what would’ve happened if the patriot wasn’t there. General McChrystal and my Dad probably wouldn’t be here.