Imagine the tension in Kuwait right now. Your 19 or 20, sitting in a GP tent in the middle of the desert, 17,000 miles from home. Less than 23 hours until the war start. THEY know your comming, and you know THEY are preparing for you. This is Saddams last big hurrah, and hes going out with a bang.
I can just imagine what it feels like when the Sergent comes in and says "Saddle up, were moving out". You get that 'detached' feeling and automatically do your job.