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MROC SitRep 17 OCT 2008 part 2 of 3
The next afternoon, we hopped on our Blackhawk helicopters for an hour long ride up north along the Tigris River to Mosul. It was difficult for me to keep a cool war-face and not let my Battalion Commander know how excited I was to get a “free” ride in the general’s bird. Of course I flew in them many times over my career but this time the doors were wide open and we had additional shooters on both sides of the helicopter with locked and loaded M4s mounted with ACOG scopes in addition to the standard machine-gun gunners. As I looked at these guys, I answered whatever questions I may have had of what the treatment is like for Commanding Generals flying in their assigned helicopters. I’ll tell you that these Soldiers and the pilots did not mess around and were very experienced. We flew nap of the earth hauling as fast as we can to reach our pad in Mosul. My duffle bag was strapped in the seat across from me and closest to the door. The wind was so strong that it unbuckled both of the straps attached to the back of the bag. We then came to a point where we dropped down even closer to the earth and flew directly over the winding river below. If I only had my IPod with me, I would have definitely played some Credence Clearwater Revival, or Jimmi Hendrix or something out of the Vietnam War flicks I used to watch as a kid (yeah, yeah, and still watch now …) It was definitely the coolest ride I had in my career so far.
After we landed and ate chow, I met the Colonel who is the MROC transition team chief and was there to mentor me and my boss for success. I knew immediately that this “ring knocker” was shooting for his first star and wanted to make this assignment his last hoorah for the remaining two months the division has in theater. He asked if I played football and told me that he played defensive end for West Point. Defensive end was my position in college so I knew I was going to be in with him. It was very unique on how he would discuss his vision on measuring success. He almost related everything to us as if he was a coach leading his team in a football game. I’m finding out in my career now that when I come across successful high ranking leaders, almost all of them have played some sort of college sport and will definitely tell you about it one way or another. He referenced what he thought would be successful reconstruction effort events to phrases like “move the chains to set up the conditions for the next project”, “kick a quick field goal so the populace can see immediate results”, “score a safety against the enemy with a project that would delegitimize their efforts”, “make a touchdown so we can publicize what we are doing for the people”, etc. At times he would even joke and end our meeting with saying, “Ready, Break”. There was one time when it was very late at night and we were all getting pretty burnt out. He said to us, “sometimes you will have to get down in a three point stance and blow snot bubbles to make this work”. I almost fell of my chair and started chuckling for a moment. I felt so comfortable in my setting that his comment reminded me of the times with my fellow lineman buddies on the football field. I told him that he was just awesome for saying something like that and he and I banged fists in the air and continued on with the conversation without missing a beat. Looking further into this comment, I remember my lineman coach used to tell us phrases like that when we were down by a few touchdowns but he had enough confidence in us that we would pull it together to score big to win the game. This Colonel knew that Mosul was the last significant al-Qaida in Iraq stronghold in all of Iraq and what the MROC does in the next few months will change the outcome for the future success of the Iraqi people and for the success of the Iraqi elections to happen in late January.
It was the evening of 4 OCT and there was no letting up on making this beast happen. The Colonel continually was hammering us on what meetings need to be done with the local leaders, how the physical set up and dynamics of our facility should look like, providing us with ideas of what projects are needed to immediately help the local Iraqis, etc. His conversations with me and my boss about what still needed to get done within a week or so was what I felt to be a test to see if we two Reservists had what it takes to take the initiative to maintain the operational tempo this program needs and not pass the buck to someone else as we returned to our base. I knew we had our return flights to COB Speicher lined up for the next day, that I had limited clothing and that I was unprepared for an extended stay.
Anyway, I told the Colonel of my experiences with my off the base Civil-Military Operations Center (CMOC) and initiating the first Provincial Reconstruction Team in Kirkuk, Iraq and setting up the MROC on my own would be totally in my lane to accomplish. The conversation ended with me volunteering to stay at FOB Marez until at least the 22nd to allow my Battalion Commander to get back to his soldiers and be trained by the outgoing Battalion Commander before time ran out for him. It was at this very moment, I knew that I was completely in my element, that this position is exactly what I needed to expound on all the great deeds that were accomplished on my last tour and to further the much needed help to the Iraqi populace.
The city of Mosul is a very interesting one. I learn more about it each day. It is the third largest city in Iraq with its population about the size of 1.73 million people very similar to the city of Philadelphia. Although the Multi-National Division-North battle space consists of over 60,000 square miles, this city is a huge concern to the Iraqi government and Coalition Forces. Interestingly enough, the city does have agricultural lands surrounding it but the recent droughts over the last few years really hit this area hard and it’s in bad shape. In the Nineveh province, there are many references of the various historical sites in this area to the Bible. It very much reminds me of the Kirkuk area and I intend to visit as many of these sites as I can to take pictures and tell the story. Although it has the largest Christian population in all of Iraq, the local populace is predominately Sunni Arab and infested with Al-Qaida in Iraq insurgents. Unfortunately, the insurgents know this and have been targeting Christians in the city for what we think to change the outcome of the upcoming elections to maintain the Sunni majority foothold in this area. There is much play about these brutal actions against Christians in the press, hence the reason for some significant kinetic operations against al-Qaida to have it stopped. Also, I’m tasked to see if some of the projects that end up being approved can help this one section of Mosul that has five churches within a few blocks of one another that have been recently targeted by the enemy.
One early morning at approximately 0415 hours, I was awakened from my sleep to what sounded like a pack of howling wild dogs. As I listened more closely, it was the Call to Prayer from the Sunni Sheikhs on their loud speakers blaring from their mosques. I’m telling you that there are so many of them here in the city that it sounded like a war cry and chant while each one was trying to pray louder to cancel the other sounds out. I was accustomed to hearing the prayers outside the FOB walls of Kirkuk, however the prayers were much clearer and at least sounded like phrases. One can only imagine what they were praying for to their God in a city that has the highest improvised explosive device rate predominately planted by Sunni insurgents, too many areas with rubbled buildings and failing infrastructure and what I’m finding to be the most corrupt provincial governments in all of Iraq. Mosul is a terrorist’s heaven and breeding ground and my unit has been tasked to help square this place away and conduct what the general’s call the theater’s CMO surge. (Now that I look back and try to remember about the prayers that woke me up, I’m not sure if this was the same morning that I was awakened by the explosion that I will later discuss. I have since been awakened by the prayers, which leads me to believe that perhaps the abnormal sound of the prayers that morning were for the key al-Qaida leader we recently whacked.)
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