That's 101 men (unlike today, at the time the Guard was 99.9% male) who died, GUEST. Died. Dead. A small part of the overall casualties, but 101 corpses: sons, husbands, fathers.

Ever see a combat casualty? For that matter, ever see combat?

Messy. A 5.56mm bullet, the caliber of the M-16 and the AK-74, slows almost instantly after it hits flesh and then tumbles at least three times inside -- if there is an exit wound, it can be as big as your fist. And these aren't "dum-dum" or hollowpoint bullets, but fully conform to the "full metal jacket" standard. Nasty.

Shrapnel is simply fragments of shells after they explode. They can be of various sizes and shapes and unlike a bullet cut into flesh at odd angles and speeds. Shrapnel can rip a leg off, or a head. And sometimes it works it way out of the body years later -- my brother still has fragments of a mortar shell work their way out of his leg all these years later.

White phosphorous scatters in fragments from a grenade or shell, burning as long as it has oxygen, burning straight through skin, organs, and bone. Napalm is jellied gasoline, ignited by WP and it sticks to whatever it touches.

Ever hear of a "bouncing betty" mine? A claymore? Ever seen the damage they do to a human body?

Ever been wounded, GUEST?

101 dead.... Imagine that.