RING of FIRE

SCRAMBLE TO HELL

By Hank Howard, MSGt, USAF (ret)

 

 

(TSgt Hank Howard)

 

 

Nineteen Sixty-six found me assigned to Tan Son Nhut AB, RVN as an (ABR) Airborne Rescueman/ Firefighter on HH43B and HH-43F helicopters. TSN was acknowledged as the busiest airport in the world at that time and rightly so as it was in midst of major transition period for the Vietnam War. For this airfield to exceed all major airports in the states or world was quite noteworthy. During 1966 I personally participated in over 200 scrambles for in-flight emergencies and on/off base crashes that left a significant impression on my memory till this day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One of the most indelible lasting ones involved a midnight scramble for an inbound C-47 with right engine out and 27 Souls On Board. As a Detachment SOP procedure we would fly night missions with no lights on and remain inside the base perimeter as much as possible. I was Senior in the rear cabin and flying with me was (ABR) A1/C Ken Kaufman and (MT) Flight Medic SSGt. Jerry Stief. Our H-43 made a normal lift off with the (FSK) Fire Suppression Kit and orbited just north of the airfield runways, over the base Ammo Storage Area. We monitored Air Traffic Control as the C-47 entered TSN airspace. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

                                            (A1C Ken Kaufman)

 

 

 

Listening to the VNAF Control Tower Operator, we overheard him tell the C-47 with a right engine out to do a right turn and cleared him to land. The (AC) Aircraft Commander Capt. Stu Purviance and (CP) Copilot Capt. John Symmonds yelled out together “That’s dumb and Oh Shit”!

 

 

I was kneeling on the front side door seat and watched in horror as the C-47 went into a fatal angular descent toward an off base area. We turned and followed the plane down as it plummeted to the ground and exploded right in front of us. In a matter of seconds we were at the crash scene, off base about two miles, in an unsecured area that was home to the “Bad Guys”. The Gooney Bird was ablaze, smashed to smithereens, and had no visible survivors. We did a quick 360 around the crash site and then deployed the Fire Suppression Kit. The plane crashed into a dry rice paddy and our FSK was spotted nicely behind the dike. The rescue party of three got out. We were unarmed and in our silver turnouts, with no SAR radios or portables to talk to the aircraft. Deploying the hose, we extinguished what fire we could. The (MT) SSgt. Jerry Steif made a 360 degree preliminary search around the crash site and quickly reported no survivors by indicating with “Thumbs Down Sign.

 

 

The HH-43-B then with lights on flew above the crash area doing some search patterns. I was quite surprised about the lights since we were off base and in “The Badlands” open to anything. We still had no backup and no Gunship support.

 

All of sudden within the perimeter of the crash site I noticed Vietnamese dressed in black pajamas picking up debris from around the crash scene. They were grabbing avionics, radios and anything that they could make off with. At this point, we were very vulnerable and in a hostile environment without any protection. The “Pucker Factor” was rising.  I called Ken and Jerry to get together and we removed our silver coats and hoods and crouched down below a patty dike.

 

 

 

Then, to our surprise the chopper that delivered us to the crash site flew off. The area was now ringed with over 100 people who came from nowhere to see what they could scrounge. Our “Puckers” were maxing out! We stayed down along the dike and hoped someone would show up to secure the area.

 

We were on the ground about 15 minutes when the HH-43B came back, this time with another FSK.

 

We deployed the second kit and the chopper went into an orbit around the crash site perimeter. Ken Kaufmann and I returned to our full turnouts and darkened down the remaining fire but could not fully extinguish it.  About that time an AC-130 Gun ship and C-47 Candlestick Flare ship were orbiting overhead and kicking out a huge assortment of flares. I remember a couple of flares with parachutes landing close to us.

                                              

 

Finally, we had UH-1 Gun ships flying low orbits around the crash area and flying right over us. Capt. Purviance made a decision to leave the empty Fire Suppression Kits on the ground and we three were picked up and returned to the DET14 Alert Pad. There was a third FSK in reserve and we stood Alert for the rest of the night.

 

Throughout the war, there were many instances where Flight Medics and Airborne Rescueman/Firefighters were exposed to dangers, some benign, like this incident, others more deadly.

 

 

 

 

 

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