Falls to a Ten Rupee Jezail

As I sit here in my study listening to the buzz of the Long-Haired General’s horticultural efforts, I am more than aware that it has been a week since my last confession.  This week has been incredibly busy: the Battalion has returned from Summer Leave, is preparing to deploy on Exercise for a couple of months, and I am turning my attention once again to a combination of nugatory compliance, War Talks at the PCL, and the role of my Detachment in a Strike unit from 2020.  Overarching all this, however, has been memory, and the remembrance of events in Iraq fourteen years ago tomorrow.  I rarely indulge in navel-gazing but today is going to be an exception; instead of writing something original I am going to copy something I wrote in 2004 by way of therapy, which found its way into the Borderer’s Chronicle, the Regimental Magazine of the King’s Own Scottish Borderers, perhaps the finest Regiment with whom I have served.  I have redacted all names except two, mine and a man who cannot give his permission.  This Blog is done in memory of a big Glaswegian Territorial, Fusilier Russell Beeston, Beestie, who will forever be 26 but would have been 40 this year.

‘In every life there are moments of definition, points in time when one’s life seems to have a purpose and meaning.  A moment of clarity, of sharpness.  In most cases it is the birth of a child, a wedding or even a funeral, for me though it came at 2140 hrs at a small Iraqi town called Ali Ash Sharqi about 60 kms north of Al Amarah in Southern Iraq.

“Go, Go now, Go”, the OC shouted into his PRR.  The small convoy lurched into action and headed up the raised road which led from the centre of Ali Ash Sharqi to Route 6,the main artery of Southern Iraq. 20, 30, 40, 50, 60, then 70 kph, crashing through the gears, the warm night air rushing through the side window of my Land Rover Wolf.  A strange red glow like an errant firework flew, arcing over my vehicle; only when it exploded did I realise it was an RPG.  Just in time, I hit the brakes as a second dissected the space between us and the lead Land Rover.  Suddenly, the night was alive with the staccato rattle of machine-gun fire and the whizzing of bullets like angry hornets zipping past, my head was down over the steering wheel, my foot now flat to the floor, and my heart in my mouth as we dashed for the sanctuary of the Six.  The OC opened his side window and engaged an enemy machine-gun with his rifle, brass bouncing off the windscreen and rattling around the cab.

“Stop, Stop, Stop”, came the OC’s order and we screeched to a halt.  I stopped and turned off the engine somewhat surreally ensuring the vehicle was left in gear with the keys in the ignition.  I placed my hands on my rifle and was alone.  The time between halting and debussing was seemingly endless… I dismounted into the sultry night, alive with deadly fireflies and sought cover on the right hand embankment, suddenly we were illuminated by a Schermuly Paraflare and an enemy machine-gun opened up with rounds scything past our bodies.  Two yards away Fusilier Russell Beeston appeared to be dead, a round having hit him in the chest, having first shattered his arm on its deadly journey.  I ran for my life, instinct expecting another round to take my head off, I tasted blood, it was an expectation rather than fact.  I found cover behind my Land Rover, a Private came running past screaming “I’ve been shot, I’ve been shot”; his voice full of disbelief.  I grabbed him and dragged him to the ground, helping to administer First Aid; we managed to staunch the flow of blood and laid him in cover, behind the Land Rover.

The confusion cleared a little and I gathered a small band around me, the adrenaline hammering through my veins, as I directed a Private’s Minimi machine gun fire with my tracer rounds onto an enemy position, shortly thereafter it was neutralised.  Suddenly, the air was alive with someone shouting, “Beesty’s dead, Beesty’s dead” and I though this is real, this is not Salisbury Plain.  A Corporal shouted for a stretcher…no one moved…everyone was paralysed by fear, again he shouted and I headed off into the 30 metre gap in clear view of the enemy to the vehicle with the stretcher in it.  Every pace was alive with steel, I could feel it breathing on my face, the return journey was worse, the knowledge of what was to come.  I brought a cot bed to where Beesty lay on the road, a Lance Corporal kneeling astride his body, pounding his chest, screaming at him to come back, covered in blood, working in vain to save a life already gone. I returned to my firing position and told the Minimi gunner to move to the defensive position which had been established on the left-hand embankment, the road was now clear except for vehicles, the small team working on Beesty and me.  I stood on that vigil, and except for the barking of dogs, there was silence.

Death had come, visited in an instant and moved on.  I fully expected to die that night as eight others had done in the 1KOSB AOR in the previous two months, and yet I live, the randomness of it defeats me.  It was an experience I wished in vain never to repeat, although I’m privileged to say I was there. If there are such things as heroes in battle, the only one I saw that night was Beesty, who died quickly and quietly, with dignity in the service of his friends.’

This blog would not be complete without a word from Rudyard and so I offer one of his Epitaphs of War for Beesty,

Pity not! The Army gave

Freedom to a timid slave:

In which Freedom did he find

Strength of body, will, and mind:

By which strength he came to prove

Mirth, Companionship, and Love:

For which Love to Death he went:

In which Love he lies content.

Nisi Dominus Frustra

War Talks Breaking News

As I am on Leave this week, I thought I’d take the opportunity to preview the upcoming Talks in the Defence Studies Talk Series for which I have recently received titles.  The first two talks by Dr Matthew Ford (@warmatters), and Lt Gen (Ret’d) Sir John Kiszely (@johnkiszely) have been incredibly well received with an audience in excess of fifty at the last Talk.  Thematically, the Series will continue to look at innovation in the widest sense with an eye to the Army’s Master Question List, but suggestions from the floor regarding subject’s and speakers are always gratefully received.  In September 2017, we have Professor Gary Sheffield (@ProfGSheffield) speaking on the 12th and Drs Stuart Mitchell (@SBTMitchell) and James Kitchen speaking on the 26th.

The three Talks I’d like to preview begin with the talk by Dr Dan Todman.  Dan, a graduate of the LSE, received his PhD from the University of Cambridge and subsequently taught in the Dept of War Studies at RMAS.  In 2003, he moved to Queen Mary University of London where he is currently a Senior Lecturer.  In 2005 his book The Great War: Myth and Memory won the THES Best Young Academic Writer prize and his book Britain’s War: Into Battle 1937-41 has been shortlisted for the Longman History Today Prize 2017.  Dan’s subject for the talk will be ‘…a flat spin about the flying bombs’ – the ‘V’ Weapon Offensive and Allied Reactions, June – September 1944′.  His Talk will examine civil-military relations, reaction to shock, and adaptation and adaptability in contact, using Hitler’s vengeance weapons campaign in the Summer of 1944 as a case study.  The Talk will move us away from a purely Army-focussed subject to discuss a joint solution to a military problem.  I would therefore welcome attendance from our Light Blue and Dark Blue colleagues, to pose the really difficult questions for which the Talk Series has become well known.  Dan’s talk will be on Tuesday 3rd October 2017 at 1800 hrs at the Prince Consort’s Library, Aldershot.

Our next speaker, is Dr Jacqueline Hazelton.  Jill Hazelton is a graduate of the University of Chicago, receiving her PhD from Brandeis University.  Before returning to academia, Jill had a successful career as a journalist for the Associated Press, assigned to posts in New York, Washington, and Tokyo.  Jill is currently an Assistant Professor in Strategy and Policy at the United States Naval War College, Newport, Rhode Island.  Her recent article, ‘The Hearts and Minds Fallacy: Violence, Coercion, and Success in Counterinsurgency Warfare’ published in the Journal of International Security has been very well-received, but has proved controversial, challenging conventional wisdom and asking whether coercion is more likely to lead to a successful outcome in counterinsurgency than the creation of good governance.  Her Talk entitled, ‘Counterinsurgency: Fighting for a Better Peace’, will follow the theme of her recent article arguing that coercion is indeed more likely to bring a successful outcome to a counter-insurgency campaign than more population-centric tactics.  Jill will be both the first woman, and the first foreign, speaker to deliver a Talk in the series, I would encourage more of both to come and speak, drop me a line if you are interested and can address your subject to current military problems.  Jill’s Talk will take place on Tuesday 10th October 2017 at 1800 hrs in the Prince Consort’s Library, Aldershot.      

The third of my previews will be delivered by Dr John Greenacre.  John Greenacre retired from the British Army as a Major in the Army Air Corps in 2011 after a twenty-four year career.  He holds an MA from Cranfield University in Military Studies and received his PhD from the University of Leeds.  John is a Lecturer in History at the University of Suffolk and will be the first ‘soldier-scholar’ to deliver a Talk in the Series.  His PhD thesis, ‘The Capability Development of Britain’s Airborne Forces during the Second World War’ was published in 2010 by Pen & Sword Books under the title ‘Churchill’s Spearhead’.  John’s talk subject will be, ‘Flexible Enough to Adapt’: British Airborne Forces’ Experience during Post-Conflict Operations 1944-1946.’ The Talk will examine the experience of British airborne engaged on ‘stabilisation operations’ either side of the end of the Second World War, namely Greece 1944, Norway 1945 and Java 1946. John will also look at whether there are common threads to the experience of all three operations, how the airborne forces committed coped with them, and what we can learn from their experience in the era of hybrid warfare.  John’s Talk will be held at Prince Consort’s Library, Aldershot on Tuesday 7th November 2017 at 1800 hrs.

Finally, I’d like to say a big thank you to you all for supporting the War Talks/Defence Studies Talk Series (be sure to vote in the Twitter poll!), and this Blog.  The other day, Major James Elliott, a real friend of this project, discovered a tag line which I think encapsulates the spirit of both the Blog and the Series, ‘Training prepares for the Known: Education prepares for the Unknown’.  I would encourage anyone reading this, particularly our young NCOs, to seek out the expertise of the ETS Branch and look to improve their professional military knowledge now.  It is too late to learn when you are deployed; trust me, you’ll wish you had.

‘If your Officer’s dead and the Sergeants look white,

Remember it’s ruin to run from a fight: So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,

And wait for supports like a soldier’

All the best,