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This Is What Happens To Your Body If You Die In A Plane Crash

The chopper is armored all around the cockpit, but the cockpit is surrounded by the guts of the avionics and computers. The round came through all of that and punched on through to lodge in the inside surface of the armor plate on the opposite side. Made a big hole too, about the size of a grapefruit. Catastrophic failure.
 
Yeah, we were too. Rough landing but we hobbled away. All my screens, my IHADSS and gauges just died. Or went haywire. Didn't even feel the round hit but noticed the debris flying out to my right and shut it down instantly before too much **** got sucked into that sides engine. Looking franticly for a landing spot that was flat. Worried about the 30MM gun carriage slamming up into the cockpit, the Hellfires on the rails exploding, the 200 plus gallons of JP8 exploding or burning, the rotors shearing off and slicing the cockpit to shreds etc.. all that flew through my mind in the first 4 seconds....lol. It all happened so fast it's hard to remember really, adrenaline drenched 20 seconds. Training took over and we both did what we had to do and prayed for grace. Once we were out then it was all about not getting ventilated or captured before the DART chopper could get there and the road warriors could arrive with more firepower and bodies. Our second ship took care of business though, they were ammo and ordinance dry by the time they landed next to us. What a night. Those bastards may have gotten in a lucky shot, but it cost them dearly. 49 million dollar choppers are replaceable, life isn't.
IMHO, it takes balls of steel to keep your composure as your going down. I’ve always said, when the rounds start popping off, time slows and I swear you’re able to think of the worst things imaginable. Your training, fear and adrenaline will keep you alive. On the ground, you at least think you have some control. You have my utmost respect.
 
Thanks, it was a tough tour in many ways. The powers that be were waffling about staying and putting more into the effort or getting the hell out. ROE was changing every damn day it seemed like. It kept swapping from winning hearts and minds to blowing them all away. Very frustrating. The convoy dogs and the ground pounders still needed close air support regardless of the politician's bullshit.
 
Even on the ground it's a gamble. You just trade worries. The bird gets shoved to the back of your mind and you're occupied with infantry tactics then, even though all you have is a lousy jam prone M4 rifle and a 45 cal. about a couple of dozen rounds between us. You begin to imagine hordes of towel heads in white beat-up Toyota trucks sailing over the rise and surrounding you. We had our #2 ship on the radio though and they had a good bead on who was around and how many. They were able to keep them tamped down until the Calvary arrived. Everything seems more dire in the dark of night when we went down. The ground came up fast! About 2:30am. Good thing we had night vison.
 
I have the utmost respect for any and all troops who raised their hands and took the solemn oath.
 
You didn't get it.
Nope. I have no idea what “Otto” refers to. I guessed maybe autopilot, but us pilots call it either the autopilot or George, never Otto. So it’s certainly not an aviation term, at least not one this ATP ever heard of.
 
Nope. I have no idea what “Otto” refers to. I guessed maybe autopilot, but us pilots call it either the autopilot or George, never Otto. So it’s certainly not an aviation term, at least not one this ATP ever heard of.

In my 30+ years flying, the auto-pilot has always been called "george"!
 
I’ve flown in a couple small airplanes with a friend of mine out of the local airport. It was fun, but my first take off all I could think of was I felt like I was going waaaaay too fast in a Volkswagen Bug. And then up it went.
My last flight was in a 1938 Stearman biplane. They leave the ground at about 45mph. Last time in a flying commercial bus was 76 and told myself no more of that crap....

I had a girlfriend who went down in my Zephyr....obviously not a winged craft. :rolleyes:
Guess that's better than a girlfriend going down in a Mitsu Tredia.....
 
Get them, get them good, the LASD is a cesspool of corruption and always has been. They need a top down reordering.

I remember when an Apache Chopper blew up on the flightline. Everyone yanked out phones to take photos and the Sgt Major screamed out to put them away and anyone caught having a photo or sending one anywhere was going to be instantly in deep ****. That's all it took. Ultimately the phones of every soldier there were examined, and any photos were erased. All looky loos were kept at least a 1/4 mile away and the site was screened from view with trucks and tarps. I didn't need pictures as I was the second soldier to reach what was left of the cockpit.
 
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