“Proceed at Best Speed”: A Sailor’s Memory of the Strait of Hormuz
We had trained endlessly for this moment. Drills were routine. We practiced the maneuvers, the transitions, the coordination of a full strike group moving in rhythm. But this was the only time during my service that I would experience it for real — hip-mounted gas mask on, eyes forward, adrenaline surging. Continue reading “Proceed at Best Speed”: A Sailor’s Memory of the Strait of Hormuz
