by Jean Dubiel
Fort Polk Guardian editor
9/11/2014 - FORT POLK, La. -- You're
at work going about your usual business ---- as a military member, that
may mean going on patrol with your squad or heading to a nearby depot
for a resupply ---- when suddenly, you find yourself separated from your
group. You are in an unfamiliar wilderness. You only have a few things
in your pocket, and food and water is not among them. You are lost,
alone, hungry and it's getting dark ... now what?
This is probably an unlikely scenario for most, but that depends on your
job. For military pilots and flight crews, who fly all over the world
and over different terrains, the possibility definitely exists. A pilot
may be flying a routine mission ... planning to be back at the base in
time for evening chow... when something goes wrong with the aircraft and
it goes down. The pilot has no control over how or if he (or she)
survives the landing, but once he is on the ground, he has to know how
to stay alive until he is rescued or reaches help. The area may be
tropical or icy, a forest or desert, or it may even be the middle of the
ocean.
If he goes down behind enemy lines or in a hostile area, the situation
becomes even more dangerous. Back at home station, the mission of
personnel recovery ---- a plan to rescue those who are now facing an
austere and dangerous environment ---- has to begin. That's when someone
calls "the SERE guy."
SERE ---- survival, evasion, resistance, escape ---- is an Air Force
military occupational specialty, and SERE Specialists are the subject
matter experts for all aspects of SERE. Their job is threefold ---- 1)
to train Department of Defense personnel how to stay alive and effect
rescue in the environment they may be exposed to, including captivity
situations, 2) to provide refresher and continuing education on those
skills, and 3) when deployed as an embedded SERE specialist with a
combat unit, advise and assist in personnel recovery in the event of
lost, downed or captured individuals.
For example, if a squadron plans to fly missions over Central America,
they could contact the base SERE Specialist for tropical environment
training; or, if an air crew has a hard landing behind enemy lines, the
SERE Specialist will help develop and execute a plan to not only get the
crew back but also assist in reintegration following their return.
SERE Specialists are stationed at Air Force and joint bases globally
---- often as few as one per base. The Joint Readiness Training Center
and Fort Polk is fortunate to also have a SERE Specialist close at hand
---- Tech Sgt. John Conant.
"Due to the 2013 budget cuts and sequestration, our SERE craftsman
course had to find an alternate location to meet the syllabus
requirement (for training in a tropical environment)," said Conant,
explaining that the traditional travel to Central America for training
was among the expenses that were cut.
"Through networking here at Fort Polk ---- which has a very robust joint
exercise environment ---- we got in touch with the Atchafalaya Boy
Scouts of America Swamp Base, and after a quick site visit we realized
that it met every bit of the syllabus requirement and then some."
Luckily, the swampy regions of Southern Louisiana offer a rather close
facsimile to conditions in Honduras, Belize or Costa Rica ---- hot,
humid, wet weather, dangerous snakes and alligators, assorted wildlife,
wild edibles and water vines, mosquitoes, spiders and other
creepy-crawlies, tropical foliage and brackish water.
"The environment in Louisiana meets our needs perfectly," said Conant.
Air Force Lt. Col. Russell Parramore, 34th Combat Training Squadron
Detachment Operating Location Alpha commander, said Conant's work at
Fort Polk has been invaluable.
"(Conant) has provided numerous exercise events and academics to the
162nd Infantry Brigade, 4th Brigade Combat Team, 10th Mountain Division,
JRTC and the Air Force,"said Parramore. "With the latest news of
isolated personnel (Sgt. Bowe Bergdahl, American journalists and
civilians) held captive and the fact that we are back to operations in
Iraq, the possibility of an isolating event is always present, therefore
personnel recovery training must continue. Fort Polk has a
one-of-a-kind environment and resources to train personnel in a
controlled and crucible event ... I hope this synergy (persists) and the
depth of the training audience continues to receive word of what there
is here at the JRTC and the quality of people serving as
observer/controller/trainers."
Conant is the first permanently assigned SERE specialist at Fort Polk.
"Before me, SERE specialists had to fly in under temporary duty. Once I
got boots on the ground here, the impact was greater as far as what
(SERE) could do (to meet its own training requirements)," said Conant.
"We are one of the few career fields left in the Air Force that still
has an official course for a skill level upgrade, and I help facilitate
that within this joint training environment, and act as a liaison to
bring these (SERE) guys in for training."
While Conant's primary duties are focused on training Air Force
personnel, his talents and expertise can also be an asset to both
rotational and permanently assigned units at the JRTC and Fort Polk.
"I am in a unique position to help effect training for units that want
to learn personnel recovery or other aspects of SERE. Those who are
interested can contact me to set that up."
Welcome to the jungle
Given that SERE specialists are the experts in survival training, it's
important they keep their own survival skills sharp. That's why 17 SERE
specialists from as far away as Japan and Korea recently came to Fort
Polk ---- for a 28-day experience that included tropical environment
survival.
Over the Labor Day weekend Aug. 30-Sept. 1, the SERE group went into the
Atchafalaya Basin for what they thought was a routine field exercise
---- just as a flight crew would fly a routine mission with no thought
of anything going wrong. They were told by the instructor cadre
(consisting of Conant and three additional SERE instructors: Master Sgt.
Jerod Stephenson, Staff Sgt. Justin Pishner and Tech Sgt. Nick Braun)
to bring their packs and any other gear they wanted. As the rain
steadily fell from the dark gray sky, the men loaded their large, heavy
packs into metal canoes at a boat launch in the Atchafalaya Basin. The
rotting mud and aquatic vegetation made a slippery surface from which to
launch.
As the canoes made their way toward an island in the swamp, Spanish moss
hung limp in the trees over the water, concealing the small, biting
bugs that hide within its tendrils. Driftwood and stumps loomed along
the shoreline, undistinguishable from the alligators that often prowl
these waters.
Once they reached the island, the Airmen hauled their canoes ashore and
packed their gear inland to a small base camp that had been set up the
day before. Spider webs were walked into, thorny vines tore across many
legs and the rain just wouldn't stop. They were asked to stack up all
that gear into one big pile under the only man-made shelter on the
island. And then, surprise!
"You're not going to use any of your gear this weekend," said Braun to
the assembled group, or "students" as they were referred to (each
"student" is actually a trained SERE expert). "Everybody grab a hammock,
a rainfly if you've got one, and a machete. That's all you get." The
group was also under the impression that this was a five-day excursion.
Because of the heavy rain and canoe travel, everything was wet. The men
were sloshing in their boots, soaked to the bone from sweat under their
clothes and drenched with rain from head to toe. Their gear would have a
chance to dry out under the shelter, but the Airmen would have a harder
time getting dry.
The students were in groups of four or five, and in addition to their
sparse allowance, they were authorized three additional pieces of gear
to share between them, and a ration of uncooked rice. They were then led
from the "cadre" island to a different "student" island, just across
the waterway, and left to fend for themselves.
"As subject matter experts, these guys should have no trouble making it
in this environment," said Stephenson. "We may have heard a little
grumbling, like 'if we knew this was what we were doing, we would have
packed differently,' but the point of this exercise is not just survival
training, it's training in dealing with the unexpected and overcoming
that, which is exactly what happens to a flight crew when the aircraft
goes down. They certainly don't expect to be thrust into a survival
situation, and we want these guys to understand that this is how their
own students ---- people with no survival training ---- are going to
feel."
Having "no trouble" was not the case during this training event. The
students had to face a wet, muddy first night. They were given rice but
had to find their own way of cooking it. They had to endure a relentless
onslaught of mosquitos and watch for poisonous snakes.
One of the students, Staff Sgt. Craig Rockhold, 22nd Training Squadron,
Fairchild Air Force Base, Wash., said the most challenging aspect of the
exercise was finding the balance between protection, necessity and
comfort.
"You have to protect yourself, but there are a lot of things working
against you ---- especially with minimal equipment," said Rockhold.
"I've got one pair of boots and one pair of socks. So at night, if I
stay in that same (wet) pair of socks and boots, when I wake up in the
morning my feet are going to be destroyed (trench foot). But if I take
them off, my feet are going to be covered in mosquito bites. You have to
decide where you are wiling to make the sacrifice for personal
protection: Am I going to let myself get eaten up by mosquitos and not
get any sleep at all, but at least I'll be mobile and able to function
the next day, or am I going to wear those socks and boots, maybe get a
little more sleep, but the next day be unable to travel?"
Luckily, for some, there were scattered bits of discarded man-made items
on the island. Some groups found old, broken coolers, buckets, marine
line, plastic jugs, tin roofing ---- even a couple of old election signs
for someone running for office. They made shelters, fire pits and more
with these items.
The next day, as the sun made its first, welcome appearance through the
early morning clouds, the cadre went to the student island to check on
everyone and throw yet another kink into the plan ---- they all had to
turn in their hammocks and rainflys.
"One of the challenges you'll have today is to make an all-natural
shelter ---- no scavenged materials," Braun told them. The shelters
would then be judged and the winner got an additional piece of gear.
Other challenges included food procurement (the group with the most food
wins, based on quantity and quality), fish challenge (the group with
the most fish wins), fire challenge (the first group to have a
knee-high, maintainable fire wins) and a rice challenge (the first group
to get cook their rice fully cooked in a segment of bamboo wins). Eager
to win more gear to make their situations better, the groups worked
hard to win each challenge.
The cadre was not completely heartless in this training ---- they
brought fresh tropical fruit including mangos and coconuts to each group
that morning as well, and they brought a medic to treat any ailments.
The medic, Sgt. 1st Class Remo Soldaini, was a borrowed asset from Fort
Polk's 1st Battalion (Airborne), 509th Infantry Regiment. As part of the
cadre, he didn't have to endure the trials with the students, and
that's a good thing as his specialty was certainly needed. Among his
patients were victims of poison ivy, heat rash, cuts, blisters, trench
foot, dehydration and one misjudged chop of a machete (nothing was
severed ... everyone has all their parts).
One additional bonus: On the way to the first group's camp, the cadre
came across a meaty copperhead snake. They signaled for the group to
come see it, and they promptly dispatched the serpent, burying the head
(as it should be), then skinning, gutting and cooking it for a
high-protein mango-and-snake breakfast. Mmm, mmm-good!
Any survival situation, even in a controlled environment, can and will
affect a person's mood. It's difficult to smile when you've had little
sleep, you're covered in mosquito bites, your tummy is grumbling and you
can't stop sweating. So a little positive motivation was required. Once
again, the cadre stepped in to raise the students' spirits. Pishner had
spent part of the day preparing a smoked pork feast, complete with a
rice dish, pineapples and fried plantains. The students were then
invited back to the cadre island for a feast, including fresh water and
Gatorade. The looks on their faces were drastically changed ... unhappy,
exhausted dispositions turned downright cheerful once they had a
bellyful. The students then had to return to their own island.
The second night was much drier compared to the first, but the humidity
was worse. As the sun set, the temperature seemed to rise rather than
fall as the earth released the day's accumulation of heat. Mosquitos,
gnats, flies and other buzzing, flying bugs were abundant. The clucking
and cooing of baby alligators could be heard coming from the bank where
the canoes were stationed, meaning mama gator wasn't too far away. Owls
hooted, frogs croaked, insects clicked and screeched into the wee hours.
Armadillos rooted and scurried around the camps. Sleep was impossible
for some, and came in short intervals for others. Nonetheless, everyone
made it through the night.
Day three: As the sun began peeking through partly-cloudy skies, the
cadre loaded into their canoes and paddled over to the student island.
Another snake, this time a water moccasin, was found and put to use just
as the copperhead had been the day before. Minor wounds were treated. A
head count was taken. Finally, the last challenge was issued: Each
group had to make a raft of all-natural materials that was big and
buoyant enough to hold all the gear that was originally brought along.
Then, they had to tow the raft with all the gear aboard back to the boat
landing where everyone started.
The reward? Everyone was going back to Fort Polk that day ---- two days
sooner than they expected. The catch: Everyone had to leave the island
at the same time, so whoever was last at successfully building their
raft was holding up the return to civilization. Everyone worked hard and
tried to hurry, eager to get off the island. The experience was not
without glitches. Some rafts seemed to float fine on their own, but sank
below the water line when weight was added.
"One of the biggest takeaways for everybody was building the raft for
our gear and making it big enough to hold 200 pounds," said student Sgt.
Cody Steinbar, 18th Operations Support Squadron, Kadena Air Base,
Okinawa, Japan. "We had a pretty good idea from the get-go, and tested
out certain things before we lashed it all together. We'd throw logs
into the water and test their buoyancy. We tried to make it so we
wouldn't have to tear it all apart again and start over."
The paddle back to the boat launch was a slow progression. The makeshift
rafts couldn't be towed too quickly or they would overturn. Though the
gear was lashed to the rafts, an overturn would have resulted in a wet,
therefore heavier, load to float.
Once the exercise concluded and the vans were loaded to head back to
Fort Polk, the men, though somewhat battered, itchy and haggard, were in
relatively good spirits.
"I think most of us really enjoyed it (the exercise)," said Rockhold.
"It may have seemed kind of miserable but we got to do exactly the kinds
of things that we have been teaching our personnel to do (if they are
caught in that situation). Going out there and putting yourself in that
(downed) air crew's situation, or being in that isolating event, shows
that what we are teaching our students actually works ---- not that we
didn't know it would work, but this gave us a chance to practice what we
preach."
Thursday, September 11, 2014
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