in to look for survivors, the building collapsed. McLoughlin (Cage) was able to save 1 man, 2 were killed
Another group that would be involved would be the general duty officers who would assist is searching, and preserving the scenes where HPS where searching for clues relating to the Bosma disappearance, and murder (Visser & Humphreys, 2013). One of the most important units involved in this investigation was the Forensic Identification Services (FIS) members who are responsible for preserving, and collecting all of the evidence. These officers worked along side the members previously mentioned throughout the investigation collecting much evidence from both Bosmas truck as well as other locations that were searched. 1
EXCEPTIONAL SERVICE WHILE ASSIGNED TO INTELLIGENCE AND SUSTAINMENT COMPANY AS THE FUNERAL DETAIL NCOIC. SGT LUCIER EXEMPLARY PERFORMANCE AND DEDICATION TO EXCELLENCE CONTRIBUTED IMMEASURABLY TO THE UNIT'S OVERALL SUCCESS. HIS ACTIONS ARE IN KEEPING WITH THE FINEST TRADITIONS OF MILITARY SERVICE AND REFLECT GREAT CREDIT UPON HIMSELF, HEADQUARTERS AND HEADQUARTERS BATTALION, 1ST ARMORED DIVISION, AND THE UNITED STATES
When the war was drawing to a close, a skeleton crew ran the facility of Unit 731 before proceeding to demolish the entire 150 building complex and destroying vast amounts of evidence and documentation. General Ishii instructed his personnel “to take the secret to the grave” and warned that he would locate any who broke this oath.
when they were trying to find the golden crystal that they been looking for for years and they just stop looking because they kept getting false alarms. one day they came
SSG Rawlins was looking for high ground that had good cover and concealment. He wanted a place where he could spy the enemy and collect intel, he looked around for a few moments, “There at our fifteen hundred.” SSG Rawlins pointed at it. SGT Hammerston looked through his binoculars toward where SSG Rawlins was pointing. He scanned the area, “It looks good Staff Sergeant, but it’s going to take some doing to get over there.”
On 8/26/16 at approximately 1612 hours, my partner, Officer Acosta #0044, and I, were dispatched to a radio call of a restraining order violation at 1415 El Sereno Ave #4. Comments of the call stated Arena had a restraining order against Bracamontes. Arena is Bracamontes’ Mother.
Since arriving in January, we had had sporadic contact with the enemy, but it had been limited to insurgents shooting at us from a distance and then fleeing, roadside bombs, and booby traps. Today would be entirely different from what we had encountered as we took the fight to the enemy. We had recently taken over the north eastern section of town from another unit, and in an attempt to get a foothold the strategy was to make an aggressive pursuit of insurgents by conducting house raids and random searches. We entered the courtyard of the first house and one squad took the buildings outside, which included a large barn adjacent to the house; while my squad took the main home. During the search of the barn, among the sheep and piles of hay, they uncovered bags filled with fertilizer explosive, nuts and bolts for shrapnel, a second bomb, and a suicide vest. Inside we encountered two women and questioned them about whether there was anyone else in the house with them, and if there were any weapons. They responded no to both questions, and so we proceeded into the house. During this time we were informed of what was discovered outside, and so we intensified our search. SGT Blacken, Beggs and Jackson
A friend saw the post and alerted the Fort Hood Military Police, who called 49th BN Staff Duty. The HHD Chain of Command was informed at 0400 and made multiple calls to SGT Coble’s cell phone, which there was no response. The Chain of Command then proceeded to SGT Coble’s house at 6303 Tempora Loop, Killeen TX. His truck was parked in the street and the garage light on. Several more calls were made to SGT Coble’s cell phone, which was heard ringing inside the house, however he did not answer. The Chain of Command
Where were my team? Were they dead, like Spy? Was I the only one left? I felt nauseous, all these thoughts flooding me weren’t helping my situation. The enemy was calling my name, he would find me and he would kill me.
Lt. Kevin Philips is under investigation by IA for stalking and terrorizing an ex-boyfriend. The charges jeopardize his chance at one of the coveted positions on SWAT. When his case is assigned to one of IA’s most notorious investigators, Kevin knows he doesn’t stand a chance and no one will believe that he’s actually the victim.
We had been laying out Alpha sections truck when they pulled up. They proceed to hand over keys and locks to the vehicles so we could lay them out. The platoon immediately began to download these truck to finish out this long process of accounting for equipment. Most things had been pretty beat up and SSG Thomas had asked about replacements. It was about 1700hrs when a runner form the SQDN came and ask for SFC James to call the S-3. SFC James had been gone for about an hour and we had been counting BII for the trucks we had received from this poorly skilled scouts. SFC Lackey was waiting for him so they could both move through the equipment and check it. SFC James came back with an urgent mission according to him. Right then, we had to start pulling the trucks back together and getting our gear from the rooms. We had been spun up because there was a IED that the IA had found. We rushed to put together the trucks and rushed to get gear on. We spun up four trucks in less than 20 minutes. The senior guy was SSG Fielder, point man was SSG Thomas, and I was going to be the middle truck. When we pulled up to SQDN and SSG Thomas pulls me aside to speak to me about taking lead. That he wasn’t feeling taking lead. So I told he him I would and went up to meet SSG Fielder. I meet him in the ops center of SQDN and he asked where Thomas was. I told him SSG Thomas At that point SSG Fielder had gone to talk to the S-2 and the IED the IA had
The air crewmen got on the mini-gun which shoots 6000 rounds per minute and started shooting precisely into the village, where the gunfire came from to allow us the freedom to maneuver. The air crewmen gave us the 30-seconds-till-landing command, and we touched down with ferocity. We prepared ourselves. They lowered the ramp and we took off sprinting towards the objective like Rangers always do. Making sure I stayed in the formation, adjacent to my squad leader. We sprinted to the target compound at an ungodly pace. We ran into the wall, which allowed us to stop all our forward momentum on a dime. While simultaneously stacking up on the outer wall. I ran up ahead of the stack and placed the wall charge explosive that I had built. I backed away seven feet which was the minimum safe distance for my charge, and boom! My explosive charge created a perfect door-sized entry hole in the wall. Then I took out my flash-bang grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it through the entry hole which temporarily stuns enemies with an extremely bright flash and loud noise. Since I was the one closest to the entry I went in first. As I took one step into the breach, I had three other rifle barrels over top of my shoulder, covering my every move as all four of us breached and cleared the compound. I button-hooked left and proceeded to clear my corner first, then turning up and scanning the rest of the compound for enemy combatants. I found a large cache of
The loud screeches of the slugs could be heard echoing throughout the hallways. They originated from right in front of her. She carefully and quietly inched her way in the breeding chamber, making sure not to step in a puddle of yellow gooey substances. There were explosives planted in various parts of the room with troopers lying unmoving beneath them. Dead. She didn’t spare them a second glance as her sight zeroed in to the detonator. Without even looking, she threw a force push to her left, knocking back a matriarch k’lor’slug. She rushed towards the detonator and activated the explosives. A quiet but growing beeping sound was heard from the room and she turned tail and run. Vaulting over still living slugs and making her way back to the
Steele opened the front door and walked over the threshold. Oddly, no one greeted him upon his entry because the two men that usually did were dead. Their bodies rested motionless on the floor, lacking the pleasant liveliness Steele knew. Steele approached the two door guards lying facedown on the floor and then carefully examined their bodies, hoping that he would find what killed his comrades. But their bodies lacked bullet and stab wounds, and there was no blood staining their black suits and pants. Even the wooden walls and floor remained immaculate.