Off to Mosul
A little variety. On two hour's notice or so, we found ourselves heading for Mosul.
|With everything we own||Loaded the back of the tank as best we could.. but I forgot my mobile phone recharger. Curses!|
|Preparing to leave||On the HETs,about to leave Anaconda's South Gate|
|Wrong Turn||We pull a ewey in a field...|
|Checkpoint||Checkpoint about half-way to Mosul|
|COP Tampa||Combined with the chow tent bombing, this is the reason we got called North. An hour-long firefight against 40 opposition was started by a truck bomb detonating just in front of where the near Stryker is.|
|City Street||Typical North-Eastern Mosul Street|
|Breakdown||Hooking up a towbar. We got very good at this given the amound of times we did it!|
|Market St||1-4 rides an M113 through a commercial area.|
|Another Street||Not the cleanest of streets, really.|
|Threading||Navigating through parked cars.|
|Yet another street.||You're probably getting the idea by now.|
|Wiring||Can you imagine working for Mosul Power and Light?|
|Skyline 1||The city skyline from the South Western corner of town. (COP Tampa). Note a lot of satellite dishes! It's a big city.|
|Noah's Ark||An innovative Catholic Church in Eastern Mosul|
|Nineveh ruins||One of my tanks goes through the ancient Eastern walls.|
|Crazyhorse||The 'front yard' of Ft Crazyhorse, the school we took over to live in for a while.|
|Crazyhorse 2||From the yard, looking back at a corner of the building. Yes, tankers filled sandbags.|
|The Ambush Site||The truck on the right was burning when we got there.
Then lots of people shot at us from lots of directions.
The smoke 'over' the tank is from a car we blew up.
|Bradley Overwatch||A Bradley overwatches its squad as they enter the building.|
|Exit Hole||1-2 put an MPAT round through this building during one
of our engagements.
The round detonated on the far wall, producing a similar size hole and a lot of scorchmarks.
|Another shot||Same event, similar photo to the first one. The Kiowa in the background was forced down during this skirmish.|
|Reinforcements Arrive||We were kindof short on infantry in my platoon. These guys were just the ticket.|
|The Warehouse||One of the buildings they shot at us from was this
Currently receiving the attentions of a tank platoon's worth of small arms.
|It Burns!!!||A fire started in the warehouse.|
|Warehouse Afterwards||Taken the next day. Holes are 120mm, 25mm, .50 cal, 7.62, and a Kiowa fired a rocket in there too.|
|Nearby||The next day, someone using an armour piercing bullet
took a shot at the 1-2TC.
Round went through the IFF panel and the side of the sponson box before stopping in a bunch of rags.
|Dead Audi||He just didn't stop when told to. 7.62 and .50 cal. Driver survived.|
|Kerbing allowed!||Hey, we're in tanks. We can do whatever we want. Not that the locals paid any attention to traffic laws either.|
|The Pied Piper of C/2-2 IN||Yes, now we have all the kids following us, where shall we take them?|
|Aha! More of them!||The Cult is working!|
|The Forest||No, really. An actual forest.
We were one of three platoons to get utterly lost in those dense woods one night. (Bad directions from higher)
|Football||The local sport. You wouldn't believe how many games
were played around the city,
especially during election day when there were no cars on the streets.
|At the Market||This little tankie went to market...|
|Traffic||It's a little surreal to be caught in a traffic jam when you're in a tank.|
|Impatience||Fine. We'll go around so.|
|Don't mind us..||We're just commuters, in the normal flow of traffic. Big vehicle, that's all.|
|Family||Typical Mosul family comes out to wave as we go by.|
|Kids in Mosul||More gawkers.|
|UXO||Visible behind the cab, above the first crossframe is a 60mm round that landed but didn't detonate. Sticking upright.|
|The Temple!||Nessie poses in front of the tomb of some chap that was
swallowed by a whale for 40 days,
before coming out and preaching about God. What's his name again...? Ah, Jonah.
|Nice House||Some of the houses there would go for millions in my neck of California. The marble alone would costs a fortune.|
|Traffic Accident||"I swear, I didn't see the tank!" Really,
that's what he claimed.
Yeah, right. It's 70 tons, 10 meters of green steel sitting stationary on the three-lane road.
|RPG Hole||Last day, last mission, they get an RPG through to the
air filters on the 2-4 tank, Mobility-Killing it.
The skirt hole is the rectangular patch, the hole in the hull is just under the track directly above the second-to-last roadwheel.
After the fight was over, they threw out the smouldering air filters and drove home.
|Handoff||Yours Truly performs the last official act of TF Tacoma and hands over the AO to 3-21 Inf.|
|The Last Mission||Trying to get the whole crew out for the End of Final
Murphy struck, of course, the damned picture didn't come out.