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This is a true story, this is one of my war story and the last thing I did in battle, all dialogue was altered, well, simply I forgot what exactly had said, but the meaning were there, and the Name were withheld for Operational Security, and no, this story do not have Eric Bana, or Josh Hartnett but the story are as real as I can tell you, officially, this story never happened.

War stories corner: Story 2- Not that Black Hawk Down

It was 2005. I was deployed to Afghanistan a few months in already, working on intelligence can be at time very interesting and exciting, but most of the time is quite come down to boring. The hardest part working intelligence is, well, i guess it would be the waiting game.

I was in South Eastern Afghanistan at the time, supporting SOCOM operation and manning a comm ring between each group and also responsible for intelligence that coming in and going out of the area. Some time what I do would involve staying with the local for days on end and sometime it just about having a few session with an EPW or going over the latest Image provided by our drones.

But once upon some time, people like me will be ask to attend intelligence briefing from the regional command (RC) most was done by RC South in Kandahar. Being the regional hub, they are responsible for some of the most dangerous place on earth, and the security in and around Helmand have been giving the NATO force there plenty of challenge since the invasion in 2001.

What an intelligence brief entail usually involve a lot of What's today objective, what to look for, current intel exchange, latest enemy movement, and latest progress. About half way into the briefing, i was summoned to see a Colonel. Which is the Battalion commander for my parental unit.

"Thank god" I thought to myself, Cheerfully slip out of the common room.

The Colonel, or Lieutenant Colonel should I say, is a badass. He is 40 something years old, Veteran of the first Gulf war, and all the way go back to action in Panama. His office is one of those small field office, but inside, instead of plastic Government Issue furniture, his was decorated with wooden table, leather chair and Persian rug. I guess rank did comes with their privileges.

"Sir" I said, knock at the door, which was opened ajar

"Come in, Captain" He said

I opened the door slightly more and entered the room, but the colonel is not alone, with him were another officer and an orderlies. While I stand at attention and salute the colonel, and look at the major and said"Major", the major nodded

The colonel look back at me and asked "You have a ranger tab son?"

"Yes sir, ranger and airborne, sir" I said

"Good, we are in a bit of a stick now, we have a platoon trapped on the mountain South East of here near the Pakistani border, I want you to facilitate a rescue" The colonel said while signal me to come to the map table.

"Yes, sir" I get closer.

"Ok, we have a platoon trapped here, in this range, last radio call indicated they are declaring combat ineffective and cannot move to the extraction point due to high casualty. We are gathering a rescue column as we speak, ETA 2 hour 30 minutes. I want you to take 8 men and get one a black hawk and scout the area behind and beyond those ridges and land here at the nearest clearing, move up to the blocking position and punch open the enemy and allow the platoon to withdraw." He said all this while pointing it on the map...

What we are basically doing is, flew over the target area, get to see and feel the enemy then move back SW to a point west of the platoon, legging it, and consolidate their position, then move them from the current position to the pick up point. Sounded easy enough, a typical Combat Rescue Ops

"Yes sir" I said

"I want you to take 8 men with you, go steal them from other unit if you have to, they have to be on top of their game, once you are on the ground, avoid fighting as much as possible, scout the location for possible ambushes and report back to the ground commander"

"Yes sir, how about our support? I asked

"We can chop 2 Apache gunships from the 16th for you, but no dedicate air asset in your AO. We have SF camp here and here (Pointing at maps) they will provide you with enemy activities in the area" The colonel replied

"Any question?" He asked

"Well, sounded fair to me" So I said.

"Good luck, get going I want you mount up in 20" He said

Left the room, trying to muster a mixed bag unit, 10 minute to get 8 best men on this mission, believe it or not, it's a lot more easier to say then actually find 8 men in a 4000 BCT, by best, i mean i am looking for soldier with ranger tab as well, but taken out the women in the BCT, you left with about 3000 men, how to find soldier with Ranger tab in a Brigade? Well, they are out there somewhere, it's just happen for you to look.

So, the first place i looked at is the mess area. Soldier got to eat and I yelled "ANYONE WITH A RANGER TAB, PLEASE STEP FORWARD ." Right off the bat, 2 soldiers appear out of the shadow in a sea of people.

"Yes sir" They said, dropped their tray.

"I need you to volunteer with a mission" I said. I am not asking. The two Sergeants, Sergeant Green and Sergeant Brown. (OP Sec, not their real name) Then I asked, "know anyone? I need 6 more" Green said, "i can get 4 sir."

"Good, get them and suit up, meet me at the airfield in 10" I said

Both Sergeant move on with their way.

Next, I went to the hospital, Kandahar have a large role 3 ran by the Canadian, well, soldier go in and out of the hospital for a lot of reason, from chasing nurse to visiting wounded buddies, and there bound to be a lot of traffic. Right off the bat, i hit jackpot. I saw a SF guy.

"Sergeant, Sergeant" I stop the SF Sergeant

He saluted and asked "Sir?" The sergeant was just back from an Op, and was visiting one of the wounded Team member.

"I need to redeploy you for an urgent mission" i said

"Sir?" He asked curiously.

"I will have someone contact your boss and right now I need your help, meet me back at the airfield in 10.

"Yes sir" He said
 
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While all this is happening, a Spec 4 approach me and ask me in all curiousness what happened. Well, i figured I have enough fire power and I ask him to tag along and be my RTO. That kid, upon hearing the news, jump up and ran to his quarter as quick as possible.

So, I went back to the Briefing room, took my rifle and OTV with me, went to the base armory to stock up and gear up. Then went to the airfield to met with the mixed bag group.

Once I was there, the team have already assembled. They know what they were doing and already start talking to each other, that's a good sign. Ok, now i pull my map out of the map pouch and start briefing them about the mission.

"Gents, our mission today is to unpin a friendly platoon currently trapped at (OP SEC censor) and they are combat ineffective, low on ammo. We need to chopper in appox 10 clicks NE of (OP SEC censor) then land here, move SW to secure a pick up point and them move to their location to unpin them, then move them to the pick up point. Ground column is getting ready as we speak, ETA Ground support is One-Five-Zero Mike. We have 2 Apache Call sign Zero-1 -Alpha, and Zero-1-Bravo for our mission profile, no further ground.air support, our Callsign is Viper-1, challenge is "Elevation", reply is "Heaven". Any question?" I said pointing to the map.

"Hoorah, sir" all said in unison

"Hoorah" I said

Come the Crew chief of the ride we are supposed to be in

"Viper 1?" Crew Chief yelled.

"Here" I replied, looking at the crew chief stumble across dodging loading trook and dolly and what not. Finally, he is standing next to me

"Sir, please follow me" He hasn't even stop, then he has turned around and run back to the Blackhawk.

So, we pick up our gear, at the moment, I notice that we do not have either a 240 Bravo or a SAW. So I turn and talk to some soldier unloading from the airfield.

"You are going out or heading in?" I asked one soldier with a SAW

"Coming in" That soldier replied

"Then you won't need this." I "Disarmed" him and hand it to one of the Ranger so we added some Firepower.

Still worried about the firepower, but in all, we should only be a scouting force and should avoid engagement as much as we could, so I decided to double time and start catching up with the remaining crew.

There we are, standing at Pad 6 is a MH-60 Blackhawk which not much of a different than a standard UH-60 Blackhawk except for pylon for rockets and a fast rope hinges so rope can deployed from the Balckhawk. This blackhawk have 2 7.62 Mini-Gun on each side of the door inplace with the .50 Gatling Gun. Which is a good thing as we wanted it to be as quiet as possible.

The Blackbawk, callsign Lift-zero-one. IS our ride today, the chief then walk toward the pilot and talk about something while I brief the guy.

"Gents, let's do a weapon check" I said, cheerfully, then we each unload the mag, clear the bolt and start cold firing the rifle, what you want to hear is that "Click" sound on releaseing the trigger, followed by the firing pin hammering sound (Can't really decribe that) and once we done with the check, you jam a mag back in the well, and then charge the handle, you're hot. Don't forget to set the trigger safe.

Then next is the sidearms. You unload the mag, rack the slide to see if the barrel is empty, then you point it at a safe direction and press the trigger, again, what you want to hear is the hammer fall. Then rack the slide repeatedly and press the trigger again, and finally jam a mag back in the well, and volia, you are ready to go.

Then I too walk over to the pilots, and then we discuss the route, and how low we were flying, any possible AA attacks also the eggression route, what we want is, we want the chopper continue to support us after unloading.

After we agrees on the route, I headed back to the cabin, and tell my guys to load up, then I saw 2 boxes of ammunition that were sitting on the jump seat. Point that out to the crew chief.

"Those are for the trapped guys" Crew Chief saids.

So, we all buckle up, and the chooper was clear to take off. And the apache was on either side of us, also take off at the same time, so you have 3 ship that turn together. And we all headed to the AO

On route traffic information was provided by a USAF AWACS on target location, we can all hear the report coming back from those AWACS, there are already 2 Predators in the Target area doing an FLIR sweep, and reported nothing in our LZ. From what we can hear the trapped platoon have more than 1/3 wounded and called out 4 Alpha (serious casualty) from their 9-liner call. They probably need to be extracted soon, depending on the field medic and if they can be stabilised.

We were tasked to fly over the target area, then we will of course experience some incoming for that, so I unbuckled and stick my heads in between 2 pilot and ask them to go over 200 fts when we flew over the trapped platoon, that will give the pilot time to make an evasive manuver while I can still see what the hack is going on down there.
It's shit down there, all I saw is tracer and some tiny spec where those tracer is from, I cannot make oout who's our guys and who's not but right off the bat, we are being shot at.

What you see is the tracer coming from the ground and toward you, you can see one tracer at a time but that would mean 5 or 10 bullet have already passed in between. We do not have a RoE on this mission, so the crew chief starting to hit back with his minigun.

The way the minigun fire would be like drawing an arc on the ground, an arc of bullet, you don't shoot straight on a minigun, the bullet always going to go in a circular motion as the barrel spins while spewing out bullet. While he tried his best to surpress the enemy and only shoot at where the tracer coming from, but we can absolute see nothing downthere, so he only get off a couple of shot (Mind you, that would be around 100 round already) and we flew past the target area. Next stop, our LZ.

But something is not right, as we moving away from the target Area, more, not less incoming fire we started to endure, and to a point you can see multiple location shooting tracer at us, I hear the crew chief saying "what the hell" and in my mind, I have a bad feeling about this. Turns out, the LZ is actually where the enemy line is from, their advance party have trapped our platoon and waiting on their line to swoop in for the kill, being a large line of men, they move slower then the advance party, and the line is now at exactly where our LZ will be. But we don't know about that.

So I point out the flash and the tracer to the gunner and he is having a hard time suppressing those flashes, I thought of asking the Apache to clear them, but I want to save it for later cause of the bad feeling I had.

"There, there" I yelled and pointed.

"I see that" The crew chief response while traversing the gun to the position, but it's like a game of cup and lids, where you have too many cup, but only 1 lid to try cover them all.

At this point, I heard gun fire on the other side, and saw the SF guy having a go with his M4. So I put my safety to semi and start ringing out a few shot, not long we have 8 men firing on both door with their own personal weapon. At this point, we are about to land.

I thought about getting fast rope in, but man, fast roping in this enemy fire is quite suicidal. So I ask the pilot to put this on the deck and we would jump off in about 15 or 20 feets. While he was decending, bullet now start hitting the chopper, and about 100 ft AGL, I look to the crew chief and he look back and I pat his helmet, signal me to go and said good luck.

So, we started our decends thru the mountain, the knoll, was surrounded by rocks of different sizes, with a single clearing in the dead middle. The chooper will need to slide in and avoid the elevation on both side so to land safely, hence it would be one graduate descends.

The problem, as I can see is, both side of the knoll is shooting at us. There's where the enemy line was. we can't land or hover in those area until the fire died down a bit, we made a few passes, try to find a way to time the landing.

So, after 2 or 3 passes (I forgot how many...) and the chopper being preppered by small arrms fire, we decided to land, so we will bring the ship down in two phase, first, we decend to about 50 feet to test the water, and then if the coast is clear (Well, more or less), we will skid to 20 ft above the area and jummp off at the same time.

So, we gone from 100 ft AGL to 50 ft AGL, the inoming fire is managable, so it's about time.

"40 ft" - Crew chief said

"Made ready" I said

"30 ft" Crew chief Announced, and I am getting ready to jump, with one leg off the skid and hand over the railing. My heart was pounding about 150 per minute.

"20 ft" Crew chief said "Go-Go-Go" followed

Being an officer, you led from the front, so that you would be the first to jump off the chopper and the last one to get in, bad mistake...becasue...

"PCL offline, abort, abort" Pilot screaming over the headphone.

It was that moment, a few shot (possible 50 cal) shot thru the engine and the engine flame out, the pilot try to take the chopper back up to stabilise the situation, but before I heard that, i was actually looking back and I was ready to jump.

What happened was, when I release from the hand rail, I freefall out of the chopper the exact moment the pilot trying to bring the chopper back up, it raises about 20 fts in that second, plus I was looking back (I forgot what I was looking at already) so when i jump out of the chopper, it was 45 to 50 ft, intead of 15 fts where we supposed to jump. What follow is total blackness, as I lost my conscience with the impact.

"Where is the lieutenant? I thought he'd gone overboard" I woke up to these word, plus the sensation of pain and lung collasping, turns out an insurgent was kicking me and thought I was dead...

"What Lieutenant? I would not want to be that Lieutenant." I remember I thought to myself and I realise they were talking about me in the intercom...Still I was in an out and I cannot make sense of what's going on. And followed by time gap.

The first sight I saw when my eyes was opened and my full conscience restore is I have a bloodied helmet on my left hand and a empty 9mm pistol on the other, an insurgent laid dead a few inch half on top of me on the side. It took a moment for me to realise that I killed him.

No sign on the helicopter and everyone, so the first thing gone thrupught my mind is, "Did they left without me?"
Then I remember I did heard something on the Intercom, so I decided to push the button and try to call anyone. Not realising that I have a bad compound fracture in my left leg.

The Chopper went down hard landing about 800 meter further up the slope, I can't see it as it was behind one of those crest, everyone made it and they were looking for me, upon calling them, they said they also taking some casualty in the landing.

"Sit tight, we are coming to you" SF guy said over the Intercomm. While i got nothing better to do, I also realise I have a large gash over my left arm, I found that out when I try to reload my sidearm when I cannot hold the magazine. Srange what adrenaline does to a person, you don't feel anything, I can still stand up and walk a few pace with my worse than broken leg.

There, as I said against a rock, I still have my rifle buckled to my chest thru the D ring, I started to sit up and put my rifle on ready, incase those bastard decide to overran my position.

Soon enough 2 figure projected against the background, I train my rifle on it and my eyes was half close with blood dripping from my face. Not my blood tho. But I can't wipe it off as my left hand is busted and my right hand is holding a rifle. So, i decided to put out the challenge of the day.

"Elevation" I yell out the best that I can, and I would have bbllow the away if there were no reply within 5 seconds. A few second later as my finger on the trigger....

"Heaven, Heaven, dont shoot, for christ sake" The SF guy yelled.

So, he and another ranger came by to pick me up to their temporary defensive parameter. He sling his rifle to his back and lift me up.

"How bad was it" He asked, looking at me.

"My leg's busted, my left hand busted, and my lung feel kind of funny, otherwise i am all good" I tried to play a smartass...

"Com'on, we got to go" so while he lift me up and start to walk a few step, the other person posting as a guard while the SF have his pistol drawn.

"How far is it" I asked

"About half a mile, sir" He said.

Suddenly, we got shot at for real this time, after about 50 meter. I can hear 3 rifle is shooting from my right, the ranger slack back and returned fire to cover our retreat, it must be very brave of him to do that as he and us have no cover at all. And we are moving at turtle speed....

So after he returned fire, whoever was shooting on the right embankment have left. Or killed, i don't know...And he hold back until we move thru those uncovered 700 odd meters.

So, we get to the crash site, the black hawk is relatively intact, which was good as that provided us with a place to defend. With the 2 pilot and crew chiefs. SO the chopper laid on the middle of a clearing, one side facing the enemy between us and the trapped platoon, the other side facing the clearing where we came from.

When I got there, they have already laid out a small but doable defensive parameter, On the NW side, 4 of the ranger using the helicopter by sitting inside to cover the NW approach, the other 3 sticked just outside the helicopter, one next to the cockpit, one next to the cabin and one next to the tail boom. While the 4 Chopper crew man the SE approach with my RTO, the lease experienced member of the team. There they used sandbag and some junk to do a make shift parameter. I sit against the covered side of the cabin, facing SE.

"What about the minigun" I asked the crew chief.

"The alternator is gone when they shot the engine up" He replied while tabbing the minigun barrel with his pistol.
While the 2 pilots now armed with M16A2 rifle and one of the crew chief armed with his M4, the other, the one I talked to were just armed with a 9mm sidearm.

"What happened to your issues?" I asked him

He let out a half chuckle, and show me his M4, which was broken in half by ground fire.

"Take Mine" I said, while I unhook the D Ring and unsling my rifle.

"Thanks" he came over and took it.

"Take these too" I hand him my ammunition. Off the bat after he took the ammo, a group of 5 or 6 insurgent rushing us.

"Contact, 200 yards" The guys inside the chopper yelled.

"Don't fire until they got closer " I yelled, then one of the crew chief trying to stand up and look back to see what's going on, I said "Watch your line", he sit back down and pointing his rifle down range again.

"150 meter out" The guys yell, i lean forward, looking at the insurgent trying to make a bee line to us. I said "Cut them down, now"

Right after, the guy inside open up, the SAW and the M4 made a base of fire, they cut 3 down while the other turned back, and as they ran, I can see our bullet hitting just about left and right at them on the floor, just like in the movie.
Watching the whole thing unfold first hand with my Bino. "Son of a bitch" I talked to myself. "Okay, we won the first round, but they will be back, probably with heavy weapon, depending on how much they want to kill us." I use my one hand and unload my clip, wanting to see how many rounds left and pondering my next move.

"Ammo Count" I yelled. " I've got 2 mag and 8 rounds left"

"Here you go lieutenant" (I was wearing an lieutenant insignia) the SF sergeant gave me his sidearm mag. "I got 9 Mags M4" He added.

After them reporting one by one, we have about 110 5.56 mag between us, the 9 of us have 9 mag each and the chopper crew have 5 mag each. Plus the M249 and M203 and 1 AT4 launcher plus sidearms.

Just as We ready ourselves for enemy counter attack, the Apache calling via UHF

"Viper 1, call in for Sitrep, over" Pilot Zero-1-Alpha calling

"standby for Viper 1 actual" My RTO handed me the headset.

I don't really know what to do, it was quite overwhelming. So I said,

"We are in the shit, would be good to use some help, out"

After a while the pilot come back to me again

"Massive formation forming in sector White 1 (Quick reference grid)" then later he adds

"100+ foot mobile"

I thought to myself, holy shit, we only got 13 people here, 13 can't hold 100+ foot mobile, but the thing is, I can't see them yet, the apache is 200 fts above us and they have a clear view. But Here on the ground, i can't see shit. So I said
"Hold fire until they are 100 yards to our POS" I still try to play by the rules and trying to VID the enemy body before cutting them to pieces

"Roger" The apache replied "Contact, enemy 400 yards and closing"

"Ready guys" I said, "They are coming in from NW.

I tried to stand up holding a handle and ended up half kneel on the cabin, I look at the gun pointing outward to the NW, soon enough, you can actually feel the insurgent coming your way.

At this point the Apache let out a barrage of 30 mike mike cannon. The attack was a textbook 90 degree attack so they tried to hit the enemy positing in enfilade. But this won't work as they are using a pass range from NW to SE and either flank were protected by slope. Giving them a defilade.

"Negative Impact" the pilot call out. Denoting most of the fire got blocked. Then I radio in and try to readjust the fire.

"Come from SW approach, work your way NW" I said, so the chopper would fire pass our position into the enemies. Then they reset and flew behind us and over us, then open fire.

What we saw is they got blow up sky high, you can literally see people flying around. Or maybe those are body parts, i don't know. This has done nothing tho, because they would just flew past and the insurgent would have resume formation when the apache come back. And the Apache cannot just hover and fire, that would present a very large target to the insurgent.

When the helicopter flew past, they resume their formation.

"look" The rangers in front pointing to the crowd of Insurgent. Then one of them look back and look at us

"Lieutenant" He yelled.

Well, it wasn't like the movie Black Hawk down, nobody is asking when the convoy is going to come, well, it's kind of useless and counter productive I suppose, talking about it does not make the convoy come any quicker. When they come, they come, no point keep asking about it.

But it somehow need to fix the defensive perimeter, the rate they are coming, we will probably got overrun, but there are nothing i can do about it, beside the gunship

"Come again with rockets." I tell the apache pilot. "Reverse approach authorised, no rocket" That mean I want him to make a rocket run behind us, then fire off their rockets and come back and strafe the enemy toward us. Which is kind of like a danger close as there is a good chance we will get hit by a return run.

"Copy that, rocket run and gun run on return, wilco" The pilot replied "" good luck" he added.

Meanwhile the guys inside the chopper start firing, and i start pointing my side arms. The apache flew over head at that moment and the first one fired 4 rocket and then bank out, then the second apache let off 2 rocket and banking away.

What you can see is a cloud of dust and smoke, the first few people who punch thru the smoke is coughing and disorientated. A burst of M4 from the guy in front down those insurgent. Then the chopper flew back straight at us opening its 30mm cannon.

this is when we all duck down and now it's our turn to eat dust. A 30mm shell is like a tennis ball, only this tennis will not bounce back when you hit it with a racket, and when they hit the ground, it exploded. There were are, sitting inside the chopper and looking at those 30mm cannon round hitting on the Ground and it just come closer and closer, but before you can see anything ahead of you, the cloud of dust that hiss off reach you before you can see the 30mm round just in front of you. Then you look up, the Chopper already flew past and that mean it ain't firing anymore.
This turn out to be a bad idea...

"I can't see shit" The rangers response to the smoke and dirt that kicked up.

"This ain't good" I talked to myself, then i look over at the SF guy, he said nothing, but he just use this time to check his weapon, grab a few more of those clips. I thought to myself, this is actually an good idea. As i Can't see jack shit until the dust settle in a second or two anyway, the only thing I can see is simply whatever in front of me, so I check my pistol and the spare pistol beside me, make sure they are full with 15 rounds in the mag. Then I said
"Check your weapon, they're coming" I yelled.

What the dust storm did is the insurgent does not attack us directly, but they instead regrouped and cross over to the South East over the ridge with the cover of smoke.

So, they hit us again before the dust all settle, you can literally see dust and dirt on those insurgent shirts when they punch thru the storm and trying to hit us with whatever they got. And you can do nothing but hit them back and trying to survive wave of attack until the helicopter come back for another run.

So, after i popped some shot on the incoming from NW, i duck back to my "hole" and reload, then I look at the general direction where the helicopter crew was, they were looking back at me. Then I spotted a Grenade slowly rolled next to the junk the Chopper crew used as cover.

For about a second I thought to myself, "Maybe I should go over there and cover it with my body, then I might get a Medal of Honor", but a about a second later, I snap back into reality, "Then I would also be dead too." Then I yelled "Grenade"

The crewman duck in time and the grenade exploded harmlessly

Then those insurgent trying to sneak past the crew when they were down, ducked for cover...So i pop a few rounds on them to wake up the crew, 5 or 6 insurgent rush their place, i got 1 of them and the crew shot another 3 or 4, the rest just ran away.

"Watch the line, get your game face on" I said to the chopper crew. Then the SF dude came by, saying he need to know how many went thru, so he did the only he can. That's dash about 50 yards over the open ground, under fire to check. Then he went back. The way he went over, and the bullet hitting left and right around him, felt like watching a movie.

"No problemo" He said with a smile

So he went on back inside the helicopter.

By now the apache is ready for another pass, so I told them to hit and strafe the insurgent in the north Ridge, then work their way down the base of their column that way. But then that also came with the news I don't want to hear
"This is our last pass, bingo fuel. I repeat bingo Fuel" The apache pilot is saying on the net.

The good news is, the apache, supposed to return to base when the ground column close, so when they are bingo fuel, even tho they used some fuel for combat, that mean the column should be close. The bad news is, we don't know how long we need to hang on by ourselves, and without the Apache, chances are we are gonna get overrun.

"Sergeant" I yell, calling the SF guy to me.

"Horah" he grunted, and coming to me.

"We have a situation here, the apache is going" The problem is not just we are going to lose the only support we got, but we also lose the eyes on the airs, and we need to know how the insurgent coming and if we don't know how they came, we can't formulate a plan to beat them back.

"We need to get up on that ridge" i said, pointing to the ridge overlooking the approach to our position.

"Give me 2 guys and a SAW" He said firmly.

"Then take (OPSec Censor) and (OPSec Censor) with you, and get some grenade too." Then I pull the helicopter crew back to fill the void and post them on the Left side so they were mutually supported and supporting the new Outpost.
"Go after the Apache done the gun run." I said

"Yes sir." He then tab the 2 soldiers on the back and then I pull the crew back, while the chopper making a gun run on target.

"Gun Dry, RTB" The apache called out, "Good luck".

"Roger that, thanks" That concluded my convo with the apache, at that time, the OP team have chopped away and moving. They used that second of chaos from the insurgent recovering from the gun run.

"What did you see?" I talked to the SF guy over the intercom.

"Shit" That's the only reply I've got. Then half a minute later.

"They are regrouping, but it won't take long"

But for some reason, the next 15 minutes or so they did not do anything. The insurgent just stood there and just stood there at the far reach of our weapons effective range. They did not tried to come over.

Then I thought to myself, what the hell is going on?

"They are leaving the area, sir." The SF Sergeant said on Intercom

"Maybe their pizza arrived" One ranger come up to me and said. "Or maybe it's time to go back home and change diaper?" I returned the sarcasm.

That was it, the battle is over, I sat down on the sand, look at my knee and have not realise it was bleeding, now all along my leg. One of the ranger offered to re-bandage it so it would stop bleeding.

So i break open a pack of cigarette, yes i was a smoker back then, and offer one to the ranger just bandaged my knee, "thanks lieutenant" he said. Then the two of us smoke the cigarette like they were meant to be smoked.

"Do some ammo check in case those bastard came back" Okay, you just can't let your guard down, so in case they do come back, at least we are ready for it. But turn out that was an unnecessary. 10 minutes after, the cavalry has arrived.

They got everything, A-10 Thunderbolt flew overhead, Cobra Gunship, blackhawk, ground vehicle. A column of Trucks, Bradleys, Humvee and they even brought along an recovery vehicle, about 100 soldiers pulling guard, they try to salvage the Blackhawk, i mean Seriously? But hey, that's the army.

"Sir" I said, to the LTC that's come and greed me.

"You can't fight sitting down like this son" He said

I tried my best to stand up, but my leg and knee hurts like hell. He sees that and offer me a hand and a shoulder and says "Easy there, Captain"

"Sir" I said taking up his offer. So he sat me down on one of the Humvee, and then he gone talk to the driver. Then he came back and said

"Now he will drive you back to the Aid station" he said.

"If I may, sir, I want to go back with the platoon" I asked, feeling that I want to finish what we started and I want to see the people we send to rescue, after all, they are the reason why I am stuck here for an hour...

"If that's what you wanted" He said, going back to the driver. And then he jumped in the first Humvee and gone back, at the way back, his Humvee stop by mine. "See you back at the base captain." Then he gave me a quick salute.

"It can take a day, maybe I should taken thee offer and gone back instead" I thought to myself while watching those combat engineer trying to crane the chopper up to the truck and drive them back to base. By now we have about 60 working on the chopper and pulling guard, with fast air and tank support, it would be quite stupid to attack us now, so I talked to my driver "Let's go" with my wounded leg stick out of the Humvee.

Then I pad on the roof twice, signal the column to move, and I let the next Humvee move up to take the lead and we move in the second position in the column.

On the way, we can see abandoned bodies, body parts, weapon, ammo, clothing and stuffs. Some burning vehicle the Apache destroyed during the hour fight, and a road lead to the trapped platoon.

So by now they have also been relief, and the enemy were long gone, well, not long, maybe about 2 hours? And we loaded the wounded and dead in last few Humvee and the platoon leader, a 4 eyes 2LT come running to me.

"So?" I asked after I returned a salute.

"Well" The lieutenant said while lighting a cigarette.

"Well what? I asked

"Tough day" He is smoking his cigarette, and you can see his hand's shaking.

"Indeed, ready to go?" I offer him a lift.

At that moment, you can sort of see tear start forming in his eyes, well, I guess losing men is not a good general experience, I wanted to cry to after that fight but I guess It's all kind of different when you suffer a lot physically (Like I just did) and emotionally, like his past 3 hours.

Soldier cries sometime not because pain or sadness, sometime it's just did, you cries to relieve tension build up, more like a happy cries, but I cannot, just cannot describe what happened as happy, maybe relieved?
"That's Okay" I try to consul him, with my wog leg....

Should have been, would have been, it doesn't matter, the one thing most people don't get about being an officer and lead troop is, you have to live with the decision you made. it does not matter what it should have been, or what it could have been, the match has ended and the score is set, you cannot go back and change the score, it may not be your best game, but a game played is a game played, you can only hope to play better next time.

But it is a Lot easier to say then you fought a war, you fought a battle, you lose men, those you cannot bring back. And a game may not be important, but people lives does.

I thought about it a lot about that moment, In hind sight, I should offer him a shoulder to cry on, but I thought to myself, maybe I should have him to suck it up, after all, I am only 4 years older than he is, what do I know??

So, he just get on the Humvee after the last of his dead and wounded loaded and he jump up to my Humvee and we all gone home.

After going back to base and have my leg check with a doctor, they said they need to do some test so they can see how serious i was hurt, and I am not going to be able to return to my unit anytime soon, it turns out a lot later that I am not going to return to my unit at all as I was evacuated to Germany about a month later.

But on the way out of the hospital and going to get some chow, I saw the SF sergeant again. And right now he is again ready to go out.

"Great day for a mission" I said

"Yeah, maybe 2" He replied, "How's your leg" He asked

"Nah, it's gonna be alight" I supposed, I don't know.

"All a day's work" He pick up his M4 and starting to leave

"See you around, sergeant " I said, no salute.

For distinguishes himself by extraordinary heroism to rescue a comrade (Me) behind the enemy line, MSG (OPSec Censor) was awarded the Distinguish Service Cross


For gallantry and leadership display calmly during the firefight, I was awarded a Silver Star for the battle.

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Hats off to the brave MSG who saved your life and to the brave Gary. :tup::tup::tup:

lol, I think he never took the medal, they are still with the Department of Defence.

And yeah, what he did was pretty damn great, if you are in the receiving end of it.
 
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Damn I always think after seeing some movies involving military that It would be easy to perform like them after training . But after reading your story I think I am wrong . Man hat's off . Movie and real life dont match . Great courage and presence of mind shown by you in the field .:tup::tup::tup::sniper:.
 
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Damn I always think after seeing some movies involving military that It would be easy to perform like them after training . But after reading your story I think I am wrong . Man hat's off . Movie and real life dont match . Great courage and presence of mind shown by you in the field .:tup::tup::tup::sniper:.

well, movie is a lot different than real thing, it's easy to be me, but it wasn't that easy to one of the group, me, I just bark order, them, they do most of the fighting,

But what strike me most is not the action, but seeing that poor 2LT we were suppose to go rescue, he lost 2 guys that day, just because of one single decision, Me, I have the honor and luck that I have not lost anyone under my command, one can only imagine

But that's what you do as an officer, you made decision, someone dies, your soldier on, when you have time, you cry about it, or do whatever about it, but when you are needed again, then you wipe your tears and keep soldiering on. It is a cycle, you won't probably get into unless you did lose men under your command.
 
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Great article sir,nice and subtle.Hats off to you folks for pulling off such a spectacular task!!What is a .50 Gatling by the way??
 
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Thanks man,never heard of this thing before.


yeah, i am surprised that not manyheard of GAU19 Gatling, most of the people know about blackhawk using M136 minigun, but not many realise.50 gatling is actually standard...
 
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yeah, i am surprised that not manyheard of GAU19 Gatling, most of the people know about blackhawk using M136 minigun, but not many realise.50 gatling is actually standard...

BLACK HAWK DOWN!!
 
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BLACK HAWK DOWN!!

lol, to be honest, i never saw Black Hawk down...they were playing it on hase when I was Iraq. But i never even saw that movie..., i did, watch some clip online, but not the whole movie
 
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lol, to be honest, i never saw Black Hawk down...they were playing it on hase when I was Iraq. But i never even saw that movie..., i did, watch some clip online, but not the whole movie

Quite understandable since you yourself once said that you didn't like war movies. :D
But yeah,due to this particular movie mostly (and also due partly to modern first person shooter video games),the Blackhawk has become synonymous with the M 136 Minigun.
 
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Quite understandable since you yourself once said that you didn't like war movies. :D
But yeah,due to this particular movie mostly (and also due partly to modern first person shooter video games),the Blackhawk has become synonymous with the M 136 Minigun.

lol i think M136 is standard for UH60 not MH60, and IIRC i used to play COD3 with GAU19 on a blackhawk, i cant remember lol

But yeah, i generally dont go for war movie ...
 
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lol i think M136 is standard for UH60 not MH60, and IIRC i used to play COD3 with GAU19 on a blackhawk, i cant remember lol

But yeah, i generally dont go for war movie ...

Was that a GAU19 on that Blackhawk where you have to bring down the Mi 35??Damn!!I mistook that for an M 136!!
 
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