Showing posts with label Apache. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Apache. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 06, 2007



An Apache AH-64D gunship was shot down by a man-portable SAM last Friday (February 2nd, 2007) near Taji. But it was hit by something else first, a single shot from some type of large-caliber weapon. It must be something new, as the insurgents have claimed. The raw footage was packaged in jihadist propaganda, so I won't embed it here, having heard enough cries of Allahuh Akhbar for a while. If you wish to view it, it's searchable on Live Leak via the terms "helicopter, iraq, downing." I viewed it very closely to try and analyze what happened. While the incidence of helicopter crashes is still very low, the threats posed by weapons must be respected. There are probably not many SA-18 SAMs in Iraq, and the existence of a super-rifle is unconfirmed, but pilots will probably be directed to maintain much higher altitudes while traveling, to stand off from positions offering obvious ground cover, to avoid travel routines, and to not be as aggressive in investigating fire sources in the absence of ground support. They need to give themselves more time to detect and evade.

The insurgents in the video, of whom there were at least 4, deployed themselves line abreast in a ditch. Of the three visible, one was wearing a light robe and turban, and sat upright. Odd behavior, given the optics and firepower of the gunships--he stuck out like a sore thumb. The others wore dark green fatigues and black ski masks, and lay prone. They appear to have set up at dusk to ambush the helicopters, and one began to remove parts for assembly from a long green box which was new or very well-preserved. Another prepared the ground in front of him, clearing it for some kind of attachment. I have not seen these shipping crates before, but the color and shape of the main rectangular body of the device protruding from it was consistent with pictures and video of other SA-series missiles.

Two Apaches on patrol crossed left-to-right in front of these insurgents approximately 2 kilometers away, after heading north-west. (If it was at dawn, their bearing would've been approximately 135 degrees, or south-east.) Because of the way the video sequence was edited, the light conditions, and withdrawal vectors taken by the pilots, I assume the incident occurred at dusk. As the Apaches drew out of range, they suddenly circled over each other's flight path, and the trail helicopter apparently, but by no means certainly, withdrew.

After its turn, the lead helicopter bore directly toward the insurgent position, but turned to its left after drawing fairly close. It flew roughly parallel to powerlines at low altitude; the insurgents waited until it passed directly in front, less than a hundred meters above ground and probably no more than 400 meters away. There is the report of a single shot at 1:24 into the video, and an impact flash on the right side of the helicopter's fuselage on or near the engine nacelle, at 1:25. This hit is followed by cheers.

Shortly thereafter, automatic small arms fire opens up, and the helicopter withdraws north. It's impossible to tell it's the same helicopter all the way through because there seems to be an edit cut in the video, and visual contact is broken because of trees, but it seems likely. At 1:38-1:39 there is a glimpse of a man holding a tube on his shoulder and pointing in its general direction. At 1:52 there's the distinctive sound of a SAM launch, and at 1:54 there's the sound of an impact and a large flash which half-fills the screen. The Apache immediately begins to retrace its route north-west, on fire and trailing a line of smoke. At 1:59 there is a secondary explosion, and it loses power suddenly and crashes not far from where the two aircraft originally broke formation.

Pilots in Iraq were generally not concerned about missiles until recently. Their use there is still rare, but military spokesmen were quoted as saying that tactics will change appropriately. The Russian SA-18 would appear to be a prime suspect here in defeating formerly effective countermeasures, and Russia has licensed its production of to a number of countries including Venezuela, Iran, and China. But what's really puzzling is the single shot which hit the helicopter prior to the SAM. No weapon I know could do that, unless it was an extremely lucky hit with an anti-tank rifle or a .50-cal sniper rifle. Neither weapon seems capable of hitting a helicopter
mid-ship in its engine bay while moving obliquely at close to 100 mph. Not with a single shot. The pilot of the Apache which was shot down broke formation and headed directly for the insurgents, so may have received fire from that area or was lured there by other means. If they had not gotten so close, the crew probably would have made it back.

Saturday, February 03, 2007


They Shoot Donkeys, Don't They?

This morning I was thinking about donkeys, why war is so expensive, and why Republicans love it so much. And for a while, I was day-dreaming about how to become rich enough to become a Republican and change the party from the inside. The answer was tantalizingly close and featured a non-profit foundation, Jennifer Connelly before she became an x-ray, and a yellow Lotus Elise. Then Lord Baby cut my perusals short with the application of searing pain. He saw me and thought, "Look, Daddy has that far-away stare again. Quick! I've got to snap him out of it...how far will this Tinker Toy dowel go into his ear? Back to reality, Daddy!" The funny thing is, and I forgot this until just now, I am a registered Republican. It seemed safer, somehow, what with the work camps being built.

So. Why does President Cheney (or as I refer to him, The Greatest Field Marshal of All Time) need 245 billion dollars to prosecute war against third-world menaces like Afghanistan, Iraq, and Somalia? I realize they were about to ride their donkeys across the ocean to invade and subjugate us, but I wonder, where does all that money go?

Well, for starters, the gross unit cost of an AH-64 Apache helicopter is about 57 million dollars. And of course, if you want to actually use one, there's pilot training, maintenance, fuel, and support personnel to pay, all before arming it with prodigious amounts of ordnance. A ball-park for what it costs to field each "unit" for awhile is roughly $100 million dollars, which makes one Apache gunship as expensive as a 400-foot-long yacht the hyper-rich now feel required to build. Given that the world's wealthiest people would find ownership of more than one AH-64 Apache troubling, you'd have to consider the price to be pretty steep. And about four of them went down last week.

Put another way, 245 large is only enough to buy about 2,000 Apache gunships and keep them flying around, shooting at suspicious donkey riders for a couple years. Expressed in terms of "asymmetric warfare," the same amount is enough to buy the donkeys. As in, all of them. The whole supply. On earth. Ten times over. Forever. So that's my counter-insurgency plan. Buy all the donkeys. Militarily, it's a no-brainer. Think I'm crazy? Then just try lugging an 82mm mortar tube, base, and one measly case of ammunition across an alfalfa field or up a 12,000 foot mountain pass without a couple of donkeys. It'll make you a peaceful ex-insurgent in no time.

When you figure all the things you need to find guys who've got explosive charges no bigger than a can of Fanta strapped to their donkeys, Toyota Tacomas, and Vespas, it all starts to add up. There are four-engined planes constantly circling high up in the bozosphere, trying to spot the Fanta can carriers on radar. There are satellites floating by and peering down with night vision scopes, registering every bottle, barrel, and bit of trash as a potential explosive device. There are Blackhawk helicopters (don't get me started on them) carrying bottles of water and diaper wipes to Fobbits (people who never leave their Forward Operating Base), there are F-14 and 15s and 16s and 22s and 117s puking thousands of pounds of half-burned fuel out their behinds every hour, there are tanks treading all over hell burning 5 gallons to the mile, and there are Humvees carrying soldiers on their second illegally extended tours, who have to break into people's houses at night and wait to get blown up by remote control. All this costs tremendous gobspittles of moolah.

When two Iraqis stop by the side of a road at night, there's a chance they're planting a bomb. A bomb which was dirt cheap, or free. Recycled, if you will. Our war machine is spinning faster and faster to figure out whether that's an IED they're planting, or they're having a bout of dysentery. Grandfathers have been blown to pieces by 30mm Gatling guns from three miles away because they stopped for a satisfying piss, and took something from a pack off a donkey. Wedding parties have been wasted by precision-strike JDAMs, farmers have been blown off their terrorist tractors. In terms of logistics, this was very expensive; in terms of morality, we are cowards, and are surely doomed. Our designated enemies merely have to squat on the ground to have The Greatest Field Marshal of All Time racing to ask for hundreds more bankrupting billions. At this rate, they can burn us out by frowning.

Roll on, thou deep and dark blue ocean, roll. Ten thousand ships have traveled thee in vain.