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bad weather or at night. The first man, however, still had to map-read
himself in with a compass and sat nay.
The blokes had to wear special oxygen equipment and astronaut-type
heated suits to survive temperatures of minus 40'C-especially as a
fifty-mile cross-ground descent could take over an hour.
BABO was soon replacing more traditional free fall infits. By being
dropped many miles away from recognized civil air routes as a deception, a
free fall troop could fly under the canopy to a target undetected by radar.
A counterterrorist team could land close to a hijacked airliner and put in
an assault with total surprise.
Instead of free falling toward the ground with the possiblity of no
real idea of where they were heading or where the other blokes were once
they were on the ground, they could be guided gently onto the target on the
end of a comfortable parachute. Madness not to, quite frankly.
Toward the end of the course I got a letter from Debbie. She had by now
already moved into a quarter in Hereford on her own. "I'm by myself," she
wrote, "and spending most of my time alone." Like a dickhead, I took it at
face value. I was too busy having fun without her.
was told I was going over the water with my troop but first I had to do
a "buildup"-the training beforehand.
A buildup could last anything from a couple of days to six months,
depending on the task. For North-, em Ireland, the main component was the
CQB (close quarter battle) training.
The DS said, "The aim is to familiarize you with all the small weapons
that the Regiment uses over the water, especially covert operations with the
pistol. On the continuation phase of Selection you learned all the basics of
the pistol, how to fire it, how to carry it, how to draw it, but now you're
going to put in so many manhours that the weapon becomes part of your body."
In conjunction with the pistol, we learned unarmed combat or, as some
called it, jap-slapping. I was half expecting to come out the other side as
a black belt in karate, but karate is a sport in which one man is pitted
against another, both using the same techniques and adhering to certain
rules. The basis of CQB was learning how to drop the boys as quickly and
efficiently as possible so that we could get away. The Regiment was not in
the province as a belligerent force; the object was to conduct covert
operations. If there was ever a problem, we were going to do one of two
things to the enemy: either drop him and run away, or kill him. It would all
depend on the circumstances.
The instructor said, "You need to know how to control a threat within
closed environments-down alleyways, in pubs, while you're in your cars,
while you're getting out of your cars."
More important, we needed to know how to recognize a threat in the
first place. It was all well and good having weapons and the skills to drop
people, but unless we knew when and where to use them, we were in trouble.
We couldn't automatically use our weapons to protect ourselves; that
might compromise an operation that had been running for two or three months
and therefore put other people needlessly at risk. If we could get out of a
tight corner by using just our hands, head, knees, and feet, so much the
better, but if we couldn't do that, we had to start using our pistols The
instructor carried on. "'There's a big difference between firing at a static