Some random photo’s from FOB Khar Nikah and PB Bahadur which was a satellite Patrol Base of the FOB on HERRICK 13. There’s more if anyone is interested.
For ones daily motions. Got busy before big ops.
Can’t remember the purpose of this area.
View of the Med Centre – you can see one of the trauma bays. Most casualties were treated out on the ground and only a few of the less serious made it to the Med Centre. There was an identical trauma bay to the left as well as two further bays in a seperate area as resilience and a number of mass casualty trauma kits dotted around the FOB.
Filling sandbags. Visible to the left is the edge of a HAB.
Yes, yes it’s a Springer about to spank in after being loaded with 2 bergans.
Medics accommodation in the back of the Med Centre. Includes “random frag”, our favourite grenade.
Lads about to burn down the FOB with a puffing billy. Moments later the cry of “What the FUCK are you c*nts doing??!” was heard from a particular Sgt.
Pedro medevacing one of the few casualties to make it as far back as the FOB.
About to start a patrol out the rear “gate” of the FOB.
A view inside of one of the temporary Observation Posts set up in a Compound outside the FOB.
The “Gym” in PB Bahadur. The Gurkha’s before us colloquially renamed it PB Remand after the Gurkha who was killed by a Chinook striking part of the compound and collapsing the area to the left in 2010.
The “Command Post” of PB Bahadur.
The Med Centre of PB Bahadur. If it looks relatively organised and splendid it is because yours truly made it so. Note the “Emergency Lighting” Cyalumes!
“Field Kitchen Mk Mud” in PB Bahadur.
View from the Command area of PB Bahadur toward one of the Sangers. Puffing billy steals the photo again. Visible is a Quad trailer.
ISOs! Thousands of ‘em. And a tractor borrowed from a particularly mad local national loaded with supplies for a new OP being established. I have photo’s of ISOs being unloaded from Danish trucks if TD asks nicely.
The ablutions in the FOB. Everything froze solid in December / January. Think Captain Winters in the Bastogne Episode of Band of Brothers breaking the ice with his bayonet to have a shave in the morning. Gopping.