Spectre PSYOPS

Jack Roberts

Moderator - Deceased
Like it's Vietnam predecessor, "Puff the Magic Dragon," the Spectre is
easily described by Special Forces troops on the ground as "raining death."
With Chain guns, and autoloading 105mm cannon, a 25mm Gatling gun and a
Bofors 40mm cannon, the Spectre can cover a battlefield with more rounds per
squarefoot than any other combat platform in the world, and the USAF Spectre
crews live up to their motto - "Death Waits in the Dark."

The Spectre circles the batlefield in varying orbits that elude enemy
antiaircraft fire. Spectre's crews quickly observed that enemy antiaircraft
weapons were not a problem. The Taliban and AQ (al Queda) did not have the
night-vision devices needed to spot the elusive, low-flying weapons
platform. "You could see the Taliban down below as we would fly over them,"
one of the Spectre's crew recalled, "but they would just shoot at the sounds
of our engine, which makes a low droning sound that's hard to place. You
could see through their body movements that they had no idea where the
ammunition was coming from. When we would open up on them, the would just
scatter like ants in every direction."

The Spectre's weapons release officer was a woman, a stunning USAF captain
named Allison. "Ally"'s voice on the plane's intercom and over the radio, as
she coordinated the deadly 105mm and 40mm explosive rounds, seemed to flow
like poetry as the Taliban bodies stacked up, resulting in her being
nicknamed "the Angel of Death."

Ally and the rest of her crew would watch the taliban fighters on the ground
through the Spectre's thermal optics, and after a bit of studying, felt they
could predict their movements. "The Taliban would be all grouped up in, say,
the corner of a filed, and we'd open fire, and they would scatter, only to
group up again in another spot. So after a few minutes, we would just hold
our fire and wait until they grouped up again. That saved on ammunition, and
we wanted every shot to count," she recalled. Allison, originally from New
York, was proud that she was able to "bring some justice" to the people who
were responsible for striking out at the United States on September 11.

General Dostum (the Afghan commander) was utterly amazed when he heard of
Ally. He immediately called his Taliban foes on the appropriate frequency,
and then asked for Allison to speak on the U.S. radio. Dostum first
announced in Dari to the Taliban leader that "the United States has so
little respect for you that they are using their WOMEN to fight you!" Then
Dostum held his handset up and Allison would talk over the frequency,
announcing that she had heard how badly the Taliban treated women, and she
was here to give them a little payback. This was also translated to the
enemy over their frequencies. The extreme gravity of the insult to an
Islamic fundamentalist "holy warrior" cannot be translated.

(From pg. 99 in another part of Afghanistan) Dabbling in psychological
operations, the (Special Forces) team asked TASK FORCE DAGGER to give them
an AC-130 gunship for a few nights. Once again, the weapons release officer
was the efficient and attractive Air Force captain named Allison. When the
bird came overhead, TIGER 01 would announce to the Taliban in Dari and
Arabic that the "Angel of Death" had arrived and she had something to give
them. Ally would then follow on the Taliban's command frequency, speaking
with her soft, sensuous voice in English, calmly explaining to the enemy
that she knew how they treated women, so it was only fair that she get an
opportunity to repay their kindness. More than a few SF operators got a
woody listening to her sultry description of the havoc that was about to be
unleashed. Then, Ally voice would abruptly disappear as the Spectre's 105mm
cannons and mini-guns would let loose, wreaking death and destruction of
biblical proportions on the Taliban's trench lines.
 
For you big bore fans.

The 40 mm Bofors cannon on the left. 105mm cannon on right. As the video shows, nothing like a 40mm walking you down to put a little spring in your step. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif

ac130-105mm-med.jpg


This is the 20mm cannon on the AC-130H Spectres. The newer AC-130U "Spooky" gunships have the 25mm cannon

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Jack Roberts,

They could be court marshelled over this. It belongs to the Gov. same as the person that shot the footage.
If you disapear we'll know why. :eek:
 
There was a source noted in the original email I received, but after I cut the text, I deleted the email. As I recall the first person it was emailed to was retired Army.

Jack
 
This is a great thread and brings back mucho memories of days gone by.

Some time ago, I was a young Sergeant (1st Ranger Bn), conducting Special Ops training (Motorcycle) at night in the desert South West. I was on the receiving end of a Spectre 40mm High Explosive attack. (Who ever said "fire" was "friendly"?)

Before the training mission began, I made all the needed coordinations to secure my training area for the night-time ops. I spoke with the Training NCO, the Air Force Liaison Officer (O-3) and Company Commander. All was clear.

At about midnight, I left the company area with my young private in tow, PVS-5 night vision goggles in place. After the land navigation and terrain association/cross country work was done, about 0330 hours, I took a rest at an old tank hull (old M-4 Sherman, as I recall), so that the motorcycles could cool and we could rest our eyes.

It was not uncommon to hear the droning sound of a C-130 in our training areas and, as this whole training area is an "impact area"/live-fire range, it is frequented by many aircraft types.

We had been parked by the tank hull for perhaps 30 minutes, motorcycles leaning against the tank hull on one side with my "trainee" and me under poncho liners on the other side. I thought it odd that the C-130 was circling my location and was just getting a "bad feeling" about it when the "incident" took place. It was a cold night so the motorcycles quickly cooled (no thermal signature). Under the poncho liners, our thermal signatures must have been masked.

All of a sudden, a bright orange flash and a very loud bang/crack explosion occurred about fifteen (15) feet away from me. (the "crack" sound was very likely the super-sonic fragmentation that went just over my head to impact the tank hull--good thing I was laying down, not sitting up!) The C-130 was actually an AC-130 and it had fired the 40mm Bofers cannon at the tank hull. At the time, in order to save ammunition, the 40mm was used as a "spotter" for the 105mm Howitzer. Knowing this fact, I wasted no time in rising from my hidden coccoon to use my flashlight and signal to the aircraft that we were "Friendlies" on the ground and to cease fire. Meanwhile, as I was conducting the emergency signalling, my private was scrambling around on the ground like a spider, on hands and feet, yelling "what do we do, what do we do"!. While signalling, I calmly commanded him: "Ruck-up, we're moving out". Just like that.

The Spectre continued to orbit while we mounted the bikes and began heading back to the company area (in a very remote, undisclosed desert location).

Upon reaching the company area, I was set upon by the expected "blame placers/truth-seekers", all of the people seeking to lay blame on this E-5 NCO. I was furious. Fortunately, I had the written documentation of the permissions to conduct my night training in this specific area. These documents I showed the Unit Commander (my Captain), and these documents proved to be the "end of deployment" for the Air Force Liaison Officer. He "forgot" that I was out there when he gave the AC-130 clearance to engage the tank hull in MY TRAINING AREA. The Liason Officer was "gone" shortly after sunrise.

Meanwhile, just after I reached the company area, the Spectre loosed the 105mm and destroyed the tank hull. The Big Ranger in the Sky was looking out for me that night, for sure.

I thought y'all might like an account of what it is like to be on the "incomming" end of the Specte Gunship. What do you think?
 
Hey Jack, what kind of stuff is that :eek: Is it from Buck Rodgers or what /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/confused.gif I got out of the US Army in 64 and we didn't have nothing like that. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif I sure am happy I was born American and in the old USA, thank God. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/wink.gif
 
This post is for Mr. Jack Roberts. I mean no disrespect, but I feel compelled to make a slight correction to your original post. "Death Waits in the Dark" is actually the motto of an ARMY spec-ops aviation asset. I was station in said unit for 10 years straight and logged 1500 hours on my airframe. Just thought I would let you know. I hope my correction doesn't come off wrong!

Take care and God Bless!

Barry
 
No problem Battlescarred.
I just reposted what was sent to me. To me, it reads like something out of "Stars and Stripes" and we know how they are sticklers for accuracy, NOT!

Jack
 
One of the best gun camera films I ever saw was Navy F-14 Tomcats taking apart the feral goats on San Clemente Island off the SoCal coast with cannon fire. Cap "The Knife" Weinberger, then Sec of Def, put an end to that turkey shoot after PETA filmed the exploding goats from a zodiac off the island and turned it over to the local TV news.

The island had a goat problem and the Naval aviators needed some trigger time. Win, win we thought.
 
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