Sorry Cest, but I don't have the same love of them as you.
I had the misfortune to have to fight alongside the 1st US Marine Corps in the first gulf war. There was us Brits driving at 15 m.p.h to keep the sand clouds down so we wouldn't be spotted by the Iraqis. On arrival at our location, we then spent ages camming up the vehicles to keep ourselves hidden from the enemy, only for our position to be given away by some dumb ass american despatch rider on his motorbike, thinking he was Steve McQueen, riding at 50-60 m.p.h towards our position to deliver a message.
10 minutes later we were being mortared by a few Iraqis disguised as nomads, complete with hurd of camels!
They were a nightmare to serve with because they all thought they were in a ****ing Hollywood movie, tearing around the desert with a 50ft cloud of sand behind them that could be seen for miles, whooping and shouting "USA!" with big stars and stripes flags hanging off the backs of their vehicles blowing in the wind. It's no wonder they lost so many soldiers in that war.
How many did we lose? 9 soldiers, all killed by an American A10 Thunderbolt pilot.
Am I glad that I didn't have to go back a second time with them during gulf war 2!