Dragon Sim-13

6

"Good evening, Colonel Hossey, Sergeant Major Hooker. I'm Captain Mitchell, commander of Team 3. This briefing is classified top secret. Team 3's mission is to infiltrate Operational Area Dustey, located in Manchuria in northeastern China, at 1600 Zulu time, 6 June 1989, and destroy target Dagger, between 1600Z and 1900Z on the eighth. The purpose of this mission is to stop the flow of oil through the Daqing-Fushun pipeline for a minimum of seven days. We will be exfiltrated at 2000 Zulu time, 8 June.

"First, I'd like to introduce the members of Team 3 and give you a brief operational overview. I'll be followed by the members of the detachment, each briefing their own specialized areas." Hossey and Hooker knew everyone on the team, but Mitchell wanted to follow the standard format for a briefback. It was good training.

For three hours after the introductions the team presented its plan and then defended it. Mitchell led off by giving an overview of the concept of operations. He was followed by Olinski, who briefed terrain, weather, and the enemy situation in excruciating detail. At the conclusion of his portion Olinski handed Colonel Hossey the team's E & E plan.

Hoffman then stood up to give his portion. "Sir, I'll be briefing our demolitions plan for destruction of the target. The actual tactical plan at the target will be covered after me by Sergeant First Class Riley. First I will cover the target analysis we did on the pipeline, so you can understand why we chose to destroy this portion, and then the actual actions at the target.

"The trunk line of the Daqing-Fushun pipeline is eleven hundred and fifty kilometers long and runs from…"

Mitchell tuned out the history lesson on the pipeline as he'd heard it several times before. The entire demolition plan had been formulated by Hoffman and his assistant, Corporal Smith. When they had briefed Mitchell and Riley on the plan, Mitchell had understood only about half of what they'd said. He'd turned to Riley, who had nodded his approval. That was good enough for Mitchell. But the captain had had the two engineers explain things again to the entire team, and in language everyone could understand. Then the team had rehearsed, as well as they could in the isolation area, the actual placement of charges, until every team member could do it.

Hoffman was on a roll. He pointed at a grid he had drawn on a sheet of butcher paper. "I analyzed the entire length of pipeline inside operational range of infiltration and exfiltration aircraft using the CARVE formula. This acronym stands for criticality, accessibility, recuperability, vulnerability, and effect. As a result of this analysis, we have chosen this portion, where the pipe crosses the Sungari River, as a critical node and our target. As you can see on this satellite imagery, the pipe is suspended above the river by means of cables running over these pylons on opposite shores — in effect a suspension bridge of pipe similar to the Golden Gate Bridge."

Mitchell always insisted that every briefback be given in the simplest terms possible. Everyone had to understand every part of the plan; in fact every member on the team had to be able to get up and give any portion of the briefback from memory. One person missing one critical part could spell disaster. They'd rehearsed for this briefback by randomly choosing people to give the different parts.

"Each pylon has six, 2.5-inch-diameter steel cables running over it. These cables are anchored here at these berms, if I can draw your attention to the mock-up over here. We will attack the northern compound. We will place two and a half pounds of C-4, configured in a diamond charge, on each cable approximately four feet from its anchor point on the berm. Blowing these cables simultaneously will release the support and drop the pipeline into the river. This will cause that section of pipe to be torn away and dragged downriver.

"For a bonus effect, we will punch a hole in this section of pipe inside the compound with a platter charge, which is basically a shaped charge that focuses a cone of intense heat approximately four feet away from it. We will have two thermite charges on small wood rafts near the hole. The purpose of this secondary explosion is to start a fire in the northern compound, which will delay discovery of exactly what happened."

Hoffman looked up and smiled. "The concept is to add to the general mayhem and confusion in the first hours after the attack. This should aid in our exfiltration. The hole will allow residual oil to flow out into the compound. There will still be fourteen kilometers of oil between the hole and pump station 5, even if the pump station ceases operating immediately. The rafts will float on top of the oil and burn, igniting the oil."

Hoffman wound up. "This target, which we have code-named Dagger, fits the acceptable criteria of the CARVE formula. Dagger is critical to the successful function of the pipeline. There are only eight places on the entire length of the pipeline that are as critical. The others are either in a heavily populated area or too strongly defended. This target is accessible. Sergeant First Class Riley will describe how we will access the target.

"For the enemy to repair the damage will take an estimated minimum of three weeks. They will have to bring a barge, with crane, from Harbin, one hundred and fifty kilometers downriver, to repair it. Dagger is vulnerable to this detachment and the amount of explosives we can carry in. The effect on the local population will be minimal in the immediate vicinity. The effect on the Chinese economy is beyond the scope of this detachment to estimate. This concludes my portion of the briefback. I'll be followed by Sergeant First Class Riley."

"How long is all this going to take you, Sergeant Hoffman?" Hossey demanded, halting the engineer before he could regain his seat.

"Sir, we have given ourselves five minutes from start of action to completion of destruction."

Hossey shook his head. "That's not much time. You sure you won't take more than that?"

Hoffman gestured toward his team sergeant. "Sergeant Riley will give you the sequence of action and show you why we believe we can keep it under five minutes."

Riley stood in front of the maps and covered the tactical conduct of the mission from the moment the Talon's wheels would leave the ground at Osan, through the arrival of the exfiltration helicopters. He paid particular attention to the actions at the objective for Hossey's benefit.

Finished, Riley yielded his place as Devito got up and briefed the potential medical problems and how the team was prepared to deal with them. Riley knew they were as ready for medical problems as they could be. Every team member could run an IV and handle basic medical emergencies. The team medics were carrying a variety of medical equipment, including controlled drugs.

After Devito was done, O'Shaugnesy got up to explain the communications systems, both internal to the team, and the link back to the forward operating base. Riley tried to pay attention as Staff Sergeant O'Shaugnesy droned on in a monotone. "We will be using satellite communications back to the FOB. We will make our initial entry report, an ANGLER report. After that we will make one contact every twelve hours, according to schedule, with a situation report or SITRER We will receive a confirmation of mission 'go' two hours prior to target destruction at 1600Z on the eighth, and we will broadcast an estimate of target destruction — a PONDER report — within one hour of target destruction.

"Internal to the team we will have four PRC68 FM radios to use between the ORP, the target surveillance, and the pickup zone surveillance element. The FM radios will be turned on every hour on the hour for five minutes by all three sites for monitoring. If any message needs to be passed, it will be done then. This will reduce battery consumption. The PRC68 FM radio has an effective range of only four kilometers. It will be keyed only in case of emergency. This is to reduce the possibility of enemy radio direction finding, known as RDFing, picking up the transmission.

"We feel that the possibility of being RDF'd is minimal. Enemy RDF equipment in that area is oriented mainly to the north, and also northeast toward Russia. Although intercepting satellite communications is not impossible, it is extremely difficult since the transmission is directional up and down. If we have to go FM communications on the internal net, the possibility of being RDF'd increases slightly. There are a lot of unknowns involved, but I'd estimate there's about a ten percent chance of being picked up on the FM if we have to use it and if the enemy is looking for us.

"I have all codes and frequencies needed. We will refer to all team members and locations by their code names in transmissions. As you may have noticed, all code names have been given a six-letter designation starting with the letter D. This is because our operational area has been given the D designation and we encode in six-letter groups for transmission.

"All team members are trained in the use of the PSC3 SATCOM radio and the PRC68 FM radio. If for some reason we have to go manual, all detachment members are trained to a minimum standard of five words per minute in Morse code, both sending and receiving. It is not likely that this will occur, since we will be carrying in two DMDGs."

O'Shaugnesy looked up. "If there are no questions, this finishes my portion of the briefback, and I'll be followed by Captain Mitchell."

Mitchell stood up. "Sir, this concludes the briefback, pending further questions. However, there is one point I'd like to bring up. As you know, we've been briefed on the helicopter exfiltration by the representative from that unit, and the plan looks well thought out with the exception of one area — there is no backup at all. There are only the two helicopters. If one breaks, or is shot down coming to pick us up, I'll have to leave behind half my team and that is unacceptable. We think there ought to be more helicopters for backup."

Hossey pulled out a message. "I just received an answer from the SFOB to our request on that just before coming in here. It's been denied. They say there are no other units in the area that could support the operation and they don't have time to move more birds up to Japan."

Hossey pointed a finger at the team sergeant. "I've got a few questions, Sergeant Riley. First off, why are you carrying in these SAWs? They're American weapons, aren't they?"

"Sir, we'll be carrying, between the twelve of us, the following as primary armament: three SVD sniper systems; four squad automatic weapons, or SAWs; two SPAS 12 shotguns, and three MP5 SD3 silenced 9mm submachine guns. The SVD is Soviet, the MP5 is manufactured by Heckler and Kock in Germany, and the SPAS 12 is manufactured in Italy. The SAWs are made by FN — Fabrique Nationale— of Belgium. The U.S. Army uses the same model. All the weapons we will be carrying can't be traced because the serial numbers have been removed. The ammunition and demolitions cannot be traced either."

Hossey seemed satisfied with the weapons issue. "What if someone drowns on the drop zone, or you're missing someone? Will you still be able to destroy the target?"

"Sir, we've planned as best we can for those contingencies. Ultimately, one man with the explosives could destroy this target. With twelve of us, we have a lot of redundancy built in. If someone drowns or is killed, we bury them and drive on. If someone is missing we have several alternate assembly points, as already briefed, and if push comes to shove, the pickup zone is our 'go-to-shit' rally point. Pardon the expression, sir, but if the shit does hit the fan, that's where everyone will head to regroup and reconsider options."

For another hour, Hossey and Hooker bombarded the team with questions, what-iffing every stage of the operation. Finally Hossey turned to Sergeant Major Hooker. "Any questions for the team, Sergeant Major?"

Hooker indicated negatively. "Looks good to me."

Hossey stood up. "I'll be sending a summary of the briefback to the SFOB. We should get their reaction in a few hours."

Mitchell nodded. Maybe then they'd find out if this was real or if they would have to start planning for an offset mission. He glanced toward the back of the room where their rucksacks and weapons were stacked. Regardless of how this turned out, the presence of live ammunition and explosives, combined with the Combat Talon parked outside and the high-level intelligence they were receiving, had certainly made this the most realistic isolation in which he had ever participated.