SHOT OUT!

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13 Responses to SHOT OUT!

  1. Frank says:

    Nice piece, I remember when those were brought into our gun park. 16,000 pounds and accurate. Some good memories on that piece.

  2. 46 Bubba says:

    Too late to warn about those government earplugs?

  3. crazyeighter says:

    “Because Fuck Those People ‘Way Over There In Particular.”

  4. Aesop says:

    Cool pic.

    Good old 155mm M198. Too effing heavy to airlift by anything but a CH-53E, too heavy to pull up steep hills off road, too long ranged for Grenada, takes too many guys to set up, or break down for travel, and to run, and a total bitch to get onto or off of a landing craft with the prime mover 5-ton. And no direct-fire anti-personnel capability. Kind of a problem for an amphibious service deployed afloat. But it was an improvement on the WWII-era M114 pigs (except for size and weight), it could hit targets at 30 klicks with a rocket-assisted projectile, and it was nuke shell capable. One time. And unlike MLRS, you could reload as fast as the crew could manage, and fire at max speed until you put the thermometer into the red zone. And unlike tac air, we were on-call 24/7/365, rain or shine.

    All in all, the M198 another Army bad idea, palmed off as usual on the Marines after buyer’s remorse set in, as second hand hand-me-downs. (Our FDCs were still using sticks and paper printed firing tables decades after the Army was using whiz-bang actual digital computers. When someone pulled out a TI calculator, it was like alien technology.) I ran one of those beasts as a section chief for 3 years. Thank heavens they finally replaced that p.o.s. with the M777 for about half the weight, and three fewer crew members.

    And the large dark green object on the left side of the forward carriage in the pic means they had the muzzle chronograph installed, to check the average velocity for FDC calculations (Usually 600-700m/s, ballpark.). Cutting edge 1980 technology, right there, in use in the pic probably around 2003 or 2004.

    If you were standing behind the gun, you could watch the 155mm shells fly down range for quite a distance. On direct fire exercises, you could watch them all the way to the target.

    But a regimental TOT is truly a sight to behold.

  5. Nemo says:

    That’s the picture of MAJOR hurt coming your way.

  6. WoodBurner says:

    Cool Pic indeed.

    Used to fire twin 40’s, can’t imagine what that concussion would be like.

  7. brighteyes says:

    I was in Nam in 68 when they brought the New Jersey out of moth balls. I was up on Charlie Ridge for a while and we would hear and see these rounds go over. They looked like Voltswagons in the sky. Made a hell of a whooshing noise. Everyone said it was the Jersey. I once heard those guns could shoot 20 miles accurately. Don’t know if that is true but it is what I heard back in the day.

    • the other other Andrew says:

      20 miles very accurately, could be pushed out to 35 miles or more not so accurately using rocket assisted rounds they were developing.

      Very very accurately. Most accurate and powerful big naval rifle ever made.

    • the other other Andrew says:

      And the ballistic computers used on the Iowa class ships, fully analog. Gears and gears and gears. They couldn’t develop a more accurate computer without spending major big bucks. With the added bonus that the analog computers were totally EMP proof.

  8. John B says:

    Never send a man if you can send arty.

  9. Tsquared says:

    There is a different sound in outgoing over incoming. It was evident who the new guys were when the 155’s were on an indirect fire mission.

    My favorite experience with them was when the Denver Bronco cheerleaders were at “Rocket City” FOB Salerno Afghanistan. The USO tour had finished a show they were at Base Ops waiting on fixed wing air transport and I was waiting on rotary to some shit-hole OP to fix a SatCom problem there. The 155’s went off on mission and I had this beautiful blond crawl into my lap so that I could protect her. With every shot she got into a tighter position in my lap while clutching desperately to me – I was in heaven.

Play nice.