Friday - July 15, 2005

Category Image Entering Hit


I stood in the hills south of the city. When the sun finally rose, dirt and sand was all I could see in most directions. Looking north was Hit. It loomed large in my mind for the past couple of months as we contemplated how to enter it.

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Off in the haze a few short miles away were the men who would face the brunt of the enemy defenses. Fortunately, there was no resistance.

When the companies got far enough into the town, we picked up and moved into the city. It's the biggest city in our area, about 150,000 or so. As we drove in we saw some women and children. Children are common, seeing women is extremely rare. We also saw groups of MAM's, or Military Age Males. Some glowered, others watched impassively. The only men who were friendly were those at their own homes or walking about singly. The glowering groups were almost assuredly muj.

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We moved everyday for four days, and the comm platoon honed its setup speed to a blistering ten minutes. I couldn't be prouder of them, with the system they used, the discipline they displayed and the enthusiasm they maintained.

Finally we reached our destination, an old abandoned teacher's school right next to a major road and traffic circle. From here, the theory goes, we will be able to note all the comings and goings in the city, and make sure everyone knows who's in charge: The Iraqi army and the Iraqi government, of course.

We made two firm bases, the engineering and logistics effort was pretty amazing. The barriers, sand bags, reefers, sanitation, food, water, and all the other sundries needed to keep us alive and safe were trucked in at great effort.

After about two weeks, the attacks began. Some of my Marines were in a convoy going to the other firm base and the vehicle in front of them was hit by a bomb. Just prior to that a suicide bomber attacked the other firm base. Later, mortar attacks killed two. The attacks have come pretty regularly now, but we're there to stay, and their attacks are pretty feeble in the big picture.

I left the city after two weeks. We're proud of our accomplishment in Hit. The people are understandably nervous, but there are many friends of freedom there still. We fully intend to have a permanent US or Iraqi military presence there, until the war ends. 

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