The Firepower Of The Hellhound

troops on a hopeless humanitarian mission pulled out of Mogadishu, Somalia. A few Americans realize that during this mission, U.S. troops had the most continuous and gruesome battle fought by American’s since the Vietnam War. The afternoon of October 3rd, 1993, soldiers of Task Force Ranger, and Delta Force were sent to capture two lieutenants of a rebel Somalian warlord and return to base. This mission was supposed to take 30 min, but instead, the soldiers were pinned down in the middle of Mogadishu market and in a desperate effort of kill or be killed. For about 20 hours, U.S. soldiers created a bloody firefight that resulted in 19 American fatalities and the death of 1000 Somali fighters. Black Hawk Down tells the story of that desperate battle, from all angles of the war.

”At the time of the attack I was in my room shaving. The word was passed "Away Fire and Rescue Party;" just as I was leaving my room the second word was passed for all hands to man their General Quartets Stations closely followed by a shock of a hit. I glanced at my clock as I was leaving my room and noticed the time was a few minutes before 8:00 A.M. I started for my station in Radio Central; as I was passing along the third deck up a port ammunition passageway, I felt two more hits. The lights went out in the passageway except for one battle light and two panel lights in the boat crane machinery space. By the time I reached the compartment abreast the armory the ship had picked up a ten to fifteen list to port; there were a couple of battle lights on in this compartment. Water and oil were bubbling up along the junction of the bulkhead and deck of the electrical work shop, port side”(D.L. Westfall)

combatants, they then realized that they were standing in the middle of multiple bunkers as they

Moreover, during an extensive struggle on the Morris island, a lot of numbers of torpedoes were being used by the rebels in defense of Fort Wagner. In one of the huge explosions, a corporal of the 3rd colored troops was thrown about 25 yards. “the dead soldier landed entirely naked, with arm resting on the plunger of another torpedo.”

“FIRE!” the captain screamed. The battle was at a draw with both the British and Americans firing volley after volley of lead at each other. The air was filled with smoke, the screams of dying men, and rumble of artillery near by. Then, all of a sudden the British pulled back and headed to their camp. The Americans were also heading back to their camp. The battle had started 2 days ago and both sides couldn’t break each other’s hold on the other. Both generals didn’t know what to do, but both vowed to never surrender.

The 369th Infantry Regiment served 191 days under enemy fire in Europe. They returned home one of the most decorated American units of World War I. The syncopated stylings of their regimental band, led by James Reese Europe, introduced French listeners to American jazz. As soldiers, the Harlem Hellfighters left their mark in the trenches of France. "We did not give ourselves our name [the 'Harlem Hellfighters']," says Col. Reginald Sanders, a former commander of the 369th Sustainment Brigade, which descended from the original World War I unit. "Our enemies gave us our name, [which] is an honor."

General Magnus ordered his units to set up a defensive perimeter, implement patrols past the wire, and set up the heavy machine guns. As far as he was concerned they were home for now. He also ordered the engineers to put out minefields, and create bunkers. Until further notice, they weren’t going any place, because he needed more intelligence.

He chose to tell the students about the fight that happened at Losano Ridge, very close to the Pakistan border, this fight was in Afghanistan in 2003. Mr. Mullaney wanted to tell the story in two ways so the students could see the difference. First he told his students the normal or expected version. He went over the basics, like movement after contact and under fire, medical evacuation, and so on. But it did not do justice to the chaos, noise, fear, and exhilaration they went through.

The main theme of this book is how everyone in the city works hard in order to survive every day of the siege. The men on the hills and the ongoing war have thrown everyone’s lives into utter chaos. In the first chapter, the following quotation is repeated three times: “It screamed downward, splitting air and sky without effort. A target expanded in size, brought into focus by time and velocity. There was a moment before impact that was the last instant of things as they were. Then the visible world exploded” (Galloway 1, 3, 6). These two quotations serve as a connection to the beginning of the war and how a single mortar shell transforms the lives of tens of thousands of people.

For over hundreds of years men have lost their lives fighting for their country and what they believe in. Everyday, the battle ground is enhanced as technology proves to become more hi-tech throughout the many years of war known to man. Back in WWII, service members were not so reluctant to have the same luxuries as we do today during war. The least to say, a legend at his best, LT. Audie L. Murphy fought alongside with the 3rd Infantry Division with only one objective in mind. This battle, The One-Man Stand at Holtzwihr, is a memory to be told and a legend to be lived on.

Skimming low above the rooftops of Tokyo, the crew of the North American Aviation B-25B No. 40-2292 didn’t have time to climb to 1500 feet, the minimum distance considered safe for bombing. First Lieutenant Travis Hoover leveled off at 900 feet and bombardier 1LT Richard “Bud” Miller manually released his bombs, 3-500 lb. demolition bombs and 1 incendiary cluster. It was impossible to see the results of the bombing from the flight deck or from the “Greenhouse,” Miller’s position in the nose. The flight engineer, observing from his dorsal turret, reported that he could see the results. "Yes, Sir," he reported to Hoover. "All four hit close together and there's smoke all over the area. We got it all right!" With that, Richard E. Miller, bombardier in Crew #2 of Doolittle’s Tokyo Raiders, earned his

When they reached the five mile marker there was a large sign reading “Leaving home of the 82nd Airborne! Entering Indian Country, enter at your own risk.” Sergeant Major Valliant radioed for the convoy to pull over to the side of the road. He got out and met with the General and the Platoon Leader, it was decided it was time to lock-and-load all weapons. Word was also passed that the area they were entering was not secured and they could expect anything. The troops were told of some potential militia movements in the area and to be on alert. If they are fired on they are allowed to return fire and please please keep civilian casualties down to a minimum. It was a sign of the times that there were going to be civilian casualties and to varying degrees it was acceptable. There were no precision guided weapons anymore. The bad guys had been using civilian areas to fight from and used civilians as

Corporal Walter Gordon was sitting up outside of his hole at the top of hill 303 the air was thick with soot and he could barely see twenty feet in front of him. Ringing filled his ears as shells exploded overhead, along with the screams of dying men. The enemy was on his front doorstep. While his comrades fell

machine guns and artillery bring upon the GIs. He jolts back to reality by desperate pleas for

Death Traps, by Belton Y. Cooper, is the story of an ordnance officer and his duty of finding and assessing the damage of the United States main battle tank, the m4 Sherman. Cooper sings the most unsung song through history, the heroism of maintenance and supply units. What good is the greatest army if they starve? Or the good of the best armored vehicles in history, if they have no gas? Cooper delivers an intense, firsthand account of the maintenance associated with armored vehicles. From the beaches of Normandy, to the final days of the Reich, Cooper was there running information between front lines and command, what tanks were damaged and what was needed for repair, if repairable. While good in spirit and intent, Death Traps is riddled