Once my 11 man team had rallied together to obtain our position. We humped roughly 5.2 miles before we separated into 3 groups. I was the OIC with a Senior NCO and another NCO. Other teams were right/left flank about 100 meters spread for cover incase the enemy spotted me, or i failed to kill my man or alert them. As I began my objective of interdiction (to take out my man, only training), I used the slow, one movement at a time method (by lying down face first hands above shoulders lifting your body and inching fowrard 3-5 inches at a time). So it took 30 minutes to travel 60 yards. When I was 3 feet behind the sentry (guard), I slowly lifted my body and came up to two feet. As I began approach to take him out, "YEEEAAAAAAAA, YEEEEE" sound very, very, very low came from behind the two NCO's on my team. As I felt the ground, body vibrate. I thaught someone is going to get thier BUTT'S chewed off for screwing up and costing me 12 men who would not complete thier objective. EVERYONE FROZE,I mean EVERYONE, as I turned toward the sound, the soilder i was to take out turned and said "what in the F*^& is that".
Let me put it to you in perspective. I was 6'4, 225 lbs highly trained in conventioal/unconventional, LRRP, pathfinder training. This Object or animal or whatever it was was easily 7'6. Its hard to say exactly how tall because no man is more than 8'6. Anyway, this thing was bulk, larger than preditor sized, it looked like a man in a ghillie suit at first. Then it went into a pounce position 15 feet away from my two NCO's. The entire training site was quiet. The PR-68 radio one of the NCO's had, began to squak. The Senior NCO (NO NAMES WILL BE GIVEN) answered, "This is Charlie Six, we have unidentified personell in area.". After some radio traffic, this thing is still 15 feet away making gurgling sounds. We had no ammo on our persons at the time. So I ordered my senior NCO to encroach the ?, as he slowly appraoched, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA", like 10 seconds long and erie. Skin crwaling sound filled the training site.
It raised up and ran faster than any human, even track athletes could not compete with what I had seen. So I began to run after it, I stripped down to my BDU's and ran after this thing. I was pissed off, hungry and I wanted answers. I ran for 200 yds in the direction it went into the wooded area with good vegitation for it to take cover in. I hit something of an odor that the word pungent could not describe. I halted to obtain what it smelt like. I stood inhaling very slowly and using every sense I had
to gather somekind of identifier key. None came to mind.
5 minutes later, another fellow S/F soilder came up with my night vision and a k-bar. So we went off "insearch of".
My group did not have thermal Vision so we went stealth. We kept hearing what sounded like literally farts, up ahead. So we spread 15 meters, walked, scouted and waited. Time was an issue because we wasted almost $5,000 on a mission that was never completed. We all rallied together at the enemy camp to discuss. From our discussion, and and a Major who was observing with several methods of vision night w/thermal. Stated, he was observing our insertion and was wondering if someone had released early from the chopper. I said, "No, sir". He said, "you had 12 men spread, and 1 man trailing when you started off.". I did not argue since I had realized that this thig was following us from the start. And the Ghillie suit's probly attracted it.
I will call it a sasquach.
The very next moring, my phone rang in my apartment and I was to be at Brigade HQ for a briefing. It was no briefing, the have been tracking these around the area since the mid 80's. And I was to debrief all soldiers that were there and to tell them that it was a new type of cryptic camoflauge the military was testing. |
Sighting in October of 1993 near Ft. Lewis, Washington.
