15 October 2014

WMD, It's back, It's bad, It's worse, It's ISIS.

This post was mostly written by Vince Heintz, who deserves most of the credit, both for the article, and for the positive events of our tour in Iraq. I made a few changes but it's narrative, I did spend most of the tour he describes in his Cargo Pocket.

In 2004 our battalion was stationed 10 Kilometers south of a central Iraqi Airfield known as Anaconda/Balad.  Our Operational Area extended west to a road designated Route Golden, which  included the Muthana chemical compound, as recently Identified in a NY Times Article.  All within the area known as the Sunni Triangle. None of our soldiers, to my knowledge, were burned or injured by the weapons stored there, but we knew they were there and assumed the insurgents did too, particularly after word went our in May or June 2004 about a chemical IED going off somewhere else on the battlefield (which, based on the timeline,  is the same one noted in the article as addressed by General Kimmett). 

We conducted several operations at the Muthana Site in order to capture or kill insurgents trying to dig into the bunkers to retrieve those weapons.  To my recollection, our scout snipers may have wounded some guys doing some digging, but those detainees later claimed that they were just looking for scrap metal to sell; as I recall, there was no way to confirm their intent, and I think that they were patched up and cut loose.

Enemy activity generally seemed to be picking up near the area in May and June.  There is no doubt that there was a lot of insurgent movement through that space, which formed a loose line of communication among Fallujah, Baqouba and Samarra.  In May or June, the 1st Infantry Division Commander directed our brigade to clear the area of insurgents (not chemicals), and our brigade commander directed the staffs to plan a robust operation that would have involved most of his combat power for a time.  As the sole light infantry task force in the brigade, we were designated the air assault element with the task of moving by Blackhawk Helicopters to occupy blocking positions across an arc some clicks away from those giant bunkers to disrupt enemy egress from the objective.

This would allow our brigade's main effort, a reinforced battalion task force of Bradley Fighting Vehicless and Abrams tanks, to seize the objective and begin clearing operations.  The operation would have taken days; as  the facility is huge.  Then, after final rehearsals including a full table-top combined arms rehearsal through at brigade HQ in Tikrit, the operation was called off.  We never learned specifically why.  It may have simply been more activity was occurring on MSR Tampa, the key supply route through the Sunni Triangle, and our main focus, but who knows..

We handed off our operations out in December 2004, leaving another infantry battalion from the Minnesota National Guard in our place.  I know that they continued reconnaissance and security operations around the Muthana site.  I once heard a story that they sustained casualties moving to or from the site from the FOB south of Balad.  If true -- I don't know if it is but I can find out -- this suggests that the enemy came to understand that the complex was an enduring concern for us, such that by tempting our reconnaissance assets, our forces might be baited into making the trip our there, allowing the enemy a chance at an IED ambush. 


The enemy's intent remains unknowable.  What is perfectly clear, however, is that everyone knew that there were chemical weapons out there.  That compound and the threats it housed were important both to us and to the enemy, and it all had to do with these "defunct" munitions.  And just like troop quoted in your article, after hearing about the chemical IED and visiting Muthana, many of us felt that the whole notion of Saddam not having chemical munitions (on the basis that these weapons didn't "count" because they were pre-1991) was stupid and bogus, particularly when a critical threat supposedly being mitigated by the entire operation was that Saddam or his operatives would give "terrorists" these types of munitions for use against civilians.  The chemical IED and subsequent warning put the lie to the notion that such use requires state-of-the-art delivery systems, particularly by assymetric operatives who may not have the sophistication to know (or simply may not care) how unstable that material is.

Along with many of my unit I never understood why the Bush Administration never pointed out the problems that this toxic site posed, and how it verified concerns about Saddam's WMD, as there were few options to keep Saddam from using these unstable chemicals, secured as hey were by weak UNMOVIC locks. The Times and the rest of the WMD deniers know the story now.

Thanks again to Lt Col Vince Heintz, both for the article, and for the success of our tour in Iraq.

17 March 2014

Ten Years After

18 March 2004, 0600

It’s six in the AM, and I’m sitting in my hummer, let me tell
you about my night: No shit there I was, standing completely
naked in the shower, toweling myself dry. The company XO (think
Riker on Star Trek) pokes his head round the door and says:
“Get your gear on I think there’s a raid on, you’re prob’ly goin!”
So I grab my shit and the CO confirms, we’re going out. We prep,
issue an order and roll out at midnight. We’re hunting for two
Iranians and a local sheik with RPG’s who are going to rocket the
largest US camp in our region. Finally a real mission.

It seems some E4 intel, from Baghdad weenie has a CI-snitch who can lead us
right in. So our S2(our own intel weenie, Captain type) calls us
in and w e roll down the main highway doing 100 kph, with these 3
on point. We roll right past the turn-off as described, and in
towards a different village then the one we were shown on the map.
We drive down a dirt road/dyke along side a canal, and then un-
ass our vehicles about three hundred meters up from some little
hamlet. We make a lot more noise than we should as we try to
organize our forces as we move out from the vehicles. About 100
meters along we’re finally straightened out when, SNAP Crackle and
POP!!!!!! Guys are hugging the dirt. Hey some motherf—cker down
there is shooting. More rounds. SSG Yap unloads about 20 rounds
downrange, the CO throws a few down. Some guys are paralyzed

“KEEP MOVING”
“GET DOWN”
“RETURN FIRE WITH ACCURATE FIRE MEN”
“GET BEHIND THE BERM”

And then we’re taking rounds from the flanks, so SSG Hunt
yells for everyone to get in the canal. Our S2 is so scared he’s
trying to dig through the canal and screaming something about
getting out of here. F---ing REMF! This guy tried to tell the
Col that intel guys are worth 20-40 grunts. Not in a gunfight you
ain’t! Now canal may be an exaggeration. It’s a concrete trench
about two and half feet deep. So now I’m sitting in dirty fucking
water getting shot at from three directions. So glad I just
f—cking showered for this!

“POP SMOKE! Haas move your platoon to the objective. Support by
fire. Byrnes pop an HE round out at the fire on the right flank.

"BOOM!!!!!"

Yours truly lets a 40 mm high explosive round fly from the
launcher below his weapon. The rounds stop flying from the
right. All the rounds stop flying.

“Get ready to move out men!”
“I pissed in my pants.”
“IT’S OK!”

SSG Cross and some other guys think we’re being mortared. Sgt Hallinan has
disclocated his shoulder, but popped it back in himself on the side
of the canal. Guys are crazy. It’s five minutes of total chaos.
We move up I’m standing up chasing the CO down the center of
the trench/canal, nice targets and he’s shorter. We get up on the
town. I pop another HE round, to cover movement and we’re doing
CQB, taking buildings.

In a couple of hours we clear all 7 buildings. We find some AKs and ammo a few women and children huddled in fear in the dark, and no men. SOme men, though, are watching
us from the field, with night vision goggles no less. The S2
pulls himself together (he was “a little shaken up”) and comes up
to search. The snitch and the MI weenie are long gone. The women
tell us they thought we were cattle thieves. A couple of Apache’s
fly overhead cover; after the raid! We get no Iranians, no Sheik,
no rockets! The adrenaline is wearing off and I need to get some
sleep.

Post Script, 20 March:

All concerned from civilians to Iraqi Soldiers tell us we really were
mistaken for cattle thieves. They’re very sorry!