Leo & drunk marines

Leo lurching walked out onto 5th Avenue. Cheerful shouts were from a pub for the long live of the brand new gunnery sergeant.

Met him two marines, who came out of the tavern to take a piss and smoke.

"Hey John! Everyone is looking for you! The plane is leaving soon," they called him, "a captain is angry."

"Good! But I just need a quick drink for the road," Leo said and went into the tavern where John Rockefeller's platoon continued to drink with him.

...

The aircraft shook violently during landing.

"Where am I?" Leo asked waking up with a headache.

"In Baghdad," the answer was.

"Where is the presidential palace?"

"13th bus, the stop is around the corner," the answer was.