Soldiers of 4 Troop, Brigade Reconnaissance Force, have taken part in an operation in Yackchal area of Helmand Province, Afghanistan. The aim was to raid and disrupt an insurgent area of operations.
For most of the operation, 4 Troop came under accurate enemy fire from Underslung Grenade Launchers (UGL), Rocket Propelled Grenades (RPG) and small arms fire resulting in the troop sniper engaging multiple enemy targets. There was one casualty, who was evacuated by helicopter to the hospital in camp bastion and treated for gunshot wounds.
The Brigade Reconnaissance Force (BRF) is made up of soldiers from Household Cavalry Regiment (HCR) and the 4th Battalion The Rifles (4 RIFLES).
Photographer Sergeant Barry Pope; Crown copyright.
TARIN KOT, AFGHANISTAN — Corporal Cameron Baird, MG, of the Australian 2nd Commando Regiment, is carried by his comrades to a waiting C-130 Hercules. Baird was killed by small-arms fire on 22 June 2013 during an engagement with insurgents.
Baird had served in East Timor, Iraq and Afghanistan, having been awarded the Medal for Gallantry for his actions while clearing a Taliban stronghold in November 2007. Then a Lance Corporal, he recovered a wounded comrade under heavy fire and then led a close-quarters assault on the compound, clearing it room-by-room with his section.
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