My war dream

It was me my friend named Matt, Tyler, and Chris. We were going to enlist into the army. So we did. Then it skipped to when we were fighting somewere in japan. we all had m16's eccept chris, who had a grenade launcher. When we were taking cover alot of the jappenese soilders came, and were shooting at us....So we ran. When we were running we climbed through this little tiny hole. Chris said he wants me too use the grenade launcher, because he said I was better at that stuff. So I took it, and we were waiting for the japs(no offense to any jappenese, I am not racist or anything)in a little room. We heard there footsteps and they were opening the door about to check. So I picked up the grenade launcher and shot through a hole in the wall. Of course the grenade blew up and it killed like half of them. the rest busted through the door and we all shot them and killed them. then I woke up. I have meany dreams like this.Lets hear wut u got to say

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Originally posted by STi2009
It was me my friend named Matt, Tyler, and Chris. We were going to enlist into the army. So we did. Then it skipped to when we were fighting somewere in japan. we all had m16's eccept chris, who had a grenade launcher. When we were taking cover alot of the jappenese soilders came, and were shooting at us....So we ran. When we were running we climbed through this little tiny hole. Chris said he wants me too use the grenade launcher, because he said I was better at that stuff. So I took it, and we were waiting for the japs(no offense to any jappenese, I am not racist or anything)in a little room. We heard there footsteps and they were opening the door about to check. So I picked up the grenade launcher and shot through a hole in the wall. Of course the grenade blew up and it killed like half of them. the rest busted through the door and we all shot them and killed them. then I woke up. I have meany dreams like this.Lets hear wut u got to say

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Well, you should have posted this in the Dream Interpretation area. I think that you may have had a dream of the past, b/c that is what was done in WW2 (I should know, b/c that is what I am studying about!). Well, & maybe it might be telling you that one of your ancestors did this, but what do I know about this?

I've always wanted to have a war dream.

Yeah, except for the fact that it was in Japan, they were using M16's, and one of them had a grenadelauncher only weapon, it could have been WWII. Maybe it's precognition.

Been there done that with the Matrix dream I had but misfortune tuned in and I was killed my Mr.Smith and his pistol. And no I am alive and I don't care if
I die in a dream because its a dream! I can come back to life in a dream.

Dear STi

Wow. The extraordinary thing about the dream you presented was that you're weapons worked and you were largely successful. In many War Dreams, the guns jam, or the Enemy is able to fight to at least a draw. Then there is the odd situation in your dream of using a grenade launcher in close quarters. You know, of course, that one does not shoot genades 'through' walls. They would explode on impact and kill the people inside the room, leaving those outside the room, the intended targets, as victorious by default. In real life, in the situation which you describe, of being 'holed up', the Japanese strategy would be to use a grenade themselves -- a hand grenade. They would start the time fuse and let it run down to the point where they could reasonably suppose nobody could have time to catch it and throw it back out of the room, and then they would toss it into your hole with the expectation that it would then instantly explode and either kill you all or incapacitate you for capture. The tactic is tricky, since grenade fuses are not entirely predictable. One wants the grenade to run down a bit, but also feels the urgency of getting rid of the thing before it blows up in one's hand. I once had a dream of being in battle -- I was a headquarters clerk who was being overrun by Russian Commandoes and was on the receiving end of a grenade attack, and although I was lucky enough to catch a thrown grenade as it came through a window, and was able to instantly throw it back out, it exploded before it had barely gotten through the window -- it killed both myself and the Russian who threw it. As our Spirits rose above the field of Battle we were both laughing at the turn of events.

But I wonder why your dream turned out so optimistically. Perhaps your dream mind is giving you some encouragement.