No Waiting

The large white wood piece is the key to a good combat shit station. Ours was a three-man latrine with no sides, top or divider; private it was not. Each day the contents were mixed with diesel and gasoline, then some poor sucker lit the mixture and tended it for several hours. The foul aroma and black smoke were sickening to the attendant. (me, every third day)

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