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I was the first in my squadron to pull the trigger in anger.
I remember the night as well as any in my life. We were in the VHR tent, the red phone rang,we all sprinted1 to the aircraft. Dave and I raced through preflight checks, I gathered the missiondetails: One of the control points closest to Bastion had come under small arms fire. We needed toget there, ASAP, and find out where the fire was coming from. We took off, swept over the wall,went vertical2, climbed to fifteen hundred feet. Moments later I swung the night sight onto thetarget area. There!
Eight hot spots, eight kilometers away. Thermal3 smudges—walking from where the contacthad been.
Dave said: That’s got to be them!
Yeah—there’s no friendly forces out here on patrol! Especially not at this hour.
Let’s make sure. Confirm no patrols outside the wall.
I called the J-TAC. Confirmed: no patrols.
We flew above the eight hot spots. They quickly broke into two groups of four. Evenly spaced,they went slowly along a track. That was our patrolling technique—were they mimicking4 us?
Now they hopped5 on mopeds, some two-up, some one-up. I told Control we were visual on alleight targets, asked for clearance6, permission to fire. Permission was a must before engaging,always, unless it was a case of self-defense or imminent7 danger.
Beneath my seat was a 30-mm cannon8, plus two Hellfires on the wing, 50-kg guided missilesthat could be fitted with different warheads, one of which was excellent for obliterating9 high-valuetargets. Besides Hellfires we had a few unguided air-to-ground rockets, which on our particularApache were flechette. To shoot the flechette you had to tip the helicopter down at a precise angle;only then would the flechette fly out like a cloud of darts10. That’s what the flechette was, in fact, alethal burst of eighty 5-inch tungsten darts. I remembered in Garmsir hearing about our forceshaving to pick pieces of Taliban guys out of trees after a direct hit from flechette.
Dave and I were ready to fire that flechette. But permission still hadn’t come.
We waited. And waited. And watched the Taliban speeding off in different directions.
I said to Dave: If I find out later that one of these guys has injured or killed one of our guysafter we let them go…
We stayed with two motorbikes, followed them down a windy road.
Now they separated.
We picked one, followed it.
Finally Control got back to us.
The persons you’re following…what’s their status?
I shook my head and thought: Most of them are gone, because you’ve been so slow.
I said: They’ve split up and we’re down to one bike.
Permission to fire.
Dave said to use the Hellfire. I was nervous about using it, however; I shot the 30-mm cannoninstead.
Mistake. I hit the motorbike. One man down, presumably dead, but one hopped off and raninto a building.
We circled, called in ground troops.
You were right, I told Dave. Should’ve used the Hellfire.
No worries, he said. It was your first time.
Long after returning to base, I did a sort of mental scan. I’d been in combat before, I’d killedbefore, but this was my most direct contact with the enemy—ever. Other engagements felt moreimpersonal. This one was eyes on target, finger on trigger, fire away.
I asked myself how I felt.
Traumatized?
No.
Sad?
No.
Surprised?
No. Prepared in every way. Doing my job. What we’d trained for.
I asked myself if I was callous11, perhaps desensitized. I asked myself if my non-reaction wasconnected to a long-standing ambivalence12 towards death.
I didn’t think so.
It was really just simple maths. These were bad people doing bad things to our guys. Doingbad things to the world. If this guy I’d just removed from the battlefield hadn’t already killedBritish soldiers, he soon would. Taking him meant saving British lives, sparing British families.
Taking him meant fewer young men and women wrapped like mummies and shipped home onhospital beds, like the lads on my plane four years earlier, or the wounded men and women I’dvisited at Selly Oak and other hospitals, or the brave team with whom I’d marched to the NorthPole.
And so my main thought that day, my only thought, was that I wished Control had got back tous sooner, had given us permission to fire more quickly, so we’d got the other seven.
And yet, and yet. Much later, speaking about it with a mate, he asked: Did it factor into yourfeeling that these killers13 were on motorbikes? The chosen vehicle of paps all over the world?
Could I honestly say that, while chasing a pack of motorbikes, not one particle of me was thinkingabout the pack of motorbikes that chased one Mercedes into a Paris tunnel?
Or the packs of motorbikes that had chased me a thousand times?
I couldn’t say.
1 sprinted | |
v.短距离疾跑( sprint的过去式和过去分词 ) | |
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2 vertical | |
adj.垂直的,顶点的,纵向的;n.垂直物,垂直的位置 | |
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3 thermal | |
adj.热的,由热造成的;保暖的 | |
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4 mimicking | |
v.(尤指为了逗乐而)模仿( mimic的现在分词 );酷似 | |
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5 hopped | |
跳上[下]( hop的过去式和过去分词 ); 单足蹦跳; 齐足(或双足)跳行; 摘葎草花 | |
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6 clearance | |
n.净空;许可(证);清算;清除,清理 | |
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7 imminent | |
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8 cannon | |
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9 obliterating | |
v.除去( obliterate的现在分词 );涂去;擦掉;彻底破坏或毁灭 | |
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10 darts | |
n.掷飞镖游戏;飞镖( dart的名词复数 );急驰,飞奔v.投掷,投射( dart的第三人称单数 );向前冲,飞奔 | |
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11 callous | |
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n.矛盾心理 | |
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13 killers | |
凶手( killer的名词复数 ); 消灭…者; 致命物; 极难的事 | |
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