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NcDeuce
10-21-2003, 02:23 PM
This makes three for 5th Group. This guy helped chaperone a Boy Scout Laser Tag event I went to three years ago, well four years now. Good guy, he has a nickname like Buckethead or something, someone out there who may know him may know what I'm talking about.

Special Forces soldier awarded Silver Star for heroism in Afghanistan

By Spc. Kyle J. Cosner

FORT CAMPBELL, Ky. (Army News Service, June 16, 2003) -- A 5th Special Forces Group soldier received the Army's third-highest valor award during a ceremony June 12 for his actions in a January 2002 raid on a suspected al Qaeda stronghold in Afghanistan during Operation Enduring Freedom.

Master Sgt. Anthony S. Pryor, a team sergeant with Company A, 1st Battalion, 5th SFG, received the Silver Star Medal for his gallantry in combat during the raid when he single-handedly eliminated four enemy soldiers, including one in unarmed combat, all while under intense automatic weapons fire and with a crippling injury.

"Receiving this award is overwhelming, but... this isn't a story about one guy," Pryor said of the events that led to his Silver Star. "It's a story about the whole company instead of an award on the chest. If the guys hadn't done what they were supposed to do, (the mission) would've been a huge failure."

"I just did what I had to do," he continued, recalling his hand-to-hand struggle against the suspected terrorists. "It wasn't a heroic act - it was second-nature. I won, and I moved forward."

During the ceremony, Maj. Gen. Geoffrey C. Lambert, commanding general of the U.S. Army Special Forces Command, said that Pryor was a perfect example of the Special Forces mentality.

"About a year ago ... I said to Tony, 'what did you think when that fellow knocked your night-vision goggles off, pulled your arm out of its socket and was twisting it, all while you were fighting with your other hand?'" Lambert said. "And (Pryor) said, 'it's show time.' He must have meant what he said, because he earned that Silver Star. Think about a cold, black night; think about fighting four guys at the same time, and somebody jumps on your back and starts beating you with a board. Think about the problems you'd have to solve - and he did."

"This is the singular hand-to-hand combat story that I have heard from this war," Lambert added. "When it came time to play, he played, and he did it right."

On Jan. 23, 2002, Pryor's company received an order from the U.S. Central Command to conduct their fourth combat mission of the war - a sensitive site exploitation of two compounds suspected of harboring Taliban and al Qaeda terrorists in the mountains of Afghanistan.

Because of the presence of women and children within the compounds, Pryor said aerial bombardment was not considered an option. Once on the ground, the company was to search for key leadership, communications equipment, maps and other intelligence.

Sgt. 1st Class Scott Neil was one of the team members there with Pryor that night at the second compound. A Special Forces weapons sergeant, he fought on Pryor's team as a cell leader and found himself momentarily pinned down by the sudden hail of bullets after the team's position was compromised.

"After the initial burst of automatic weapons fire, we returned fire in the breezeway," Neil said. "It was a mental spur - after we heard the words 'let's go,' everything just kind of kicked in."

Moments later, though, the team became separated in the confusion, but with the situation desperate for the Special Forces soldiers against a determined and larger-than-expected enemy, Pryor and one of his teammates kept moving forward, room to room. They began to enter a room together, but another enemy soldier outside the room distracted the team member, so he stayed outside to return fire.

Pryor first encountered an enemy that was charging out of the room and assisted in eliminating him. Then, without hesitation, Pryor moved ahead into the room and found himself alone with three more enemy soldiers.

According to Pryor, the next two enemies he saw were firing their weapons out of the back of the room at his men that were still outside the compound.

"I went in, and there were some windows that they were trying to get their guns out of to shoot at our guys that hadn't caught up yet," he said. "So I went from left to right, indexed down and shot those guys up. I realized that I was well into halfway through my magazine, so I started to change magazines. Then I felt something behind me, and thought it was (one of my teammates) - that's when things started going downhill."

Pryor said it was an enemy soldier, a larger-than-normal Afghan, who had snuck up on him.

"There was a guy back behind me, and he whopped me on the shoulder with something, and crumpled me down."

Pryor would later learn that he had sustained a broken clavicle and a dislocated shoulder during the attack.

"Then he jumped up on my back, broke my night-vision goggles off and starting getting his fingers in my eyeballs. I pulled him over, and when I hit down on the ground, it popped my shoulder back in."

Pryor said that after he stood up, he was face to face with his attacker. Pryor eliminated the man during their hand-to-hand struggle.

Pryor had now put down all four enemies, but the fight wasn't over yet.

"I was trying to feel around in the dark for my night-vision goggles, and that's when the guys I'd already killed decided that they weren't dead yet."

Pryor said that it was then a race to see who could get their weapons up first, and the enemy soldiers lost. He then left the room and rejoined the firefight outside. When the battle ended, 21 enemy soldiers had been killed. There were no American causalities, and Pryor had been the only soldier injured.

"Tony is getting a Silver Star because he entered a room by himself, and he engaged the enemy by himself," said Sgt. 1st Class James Hogg, a Special Forces medical sergeant on Pryor's team. "He elevated his pure soldier instinct and went to the next level, and that's what this award is recognizing. He didn't stop after his initial battle, and continued to lead."

Leading his soldiers, despite his injuries, is something Neil said that Pryor couldn't seem to stop doing.

"As soon as he left that room, he came running up to me and wanted to know if everybody was okay," Neil said, describing Pryor after he had emerged from his four-on-one fight. "He never mentioned anything about what went on ... and during the whole objective and as the firefight continued, he never stopped. He was always mission-first, and that's what his Silver Star is all about."

Pryor is the third Special Forces soldier to receive the Silver Star Medal for actions during Operation Enduring Freedom. The other two, Master Sgt. Jefferson Davis and Sgt. 1st Class Daniel Petithory, also of the 5th SFG (Abn.), received theirs posthumously.

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ChuckThunder
10-21-2003, 02:38 PM
Damn... that was wide. That article was posted sometime ago, it was a pretty popular thread since he literally kicked the **** of those guys. :D

Trigger
10-21-2003, 02:40 PM
http://www.militaryphotos.net/forums/viewtopic.php?t=2270&highlight=pryor

Jack Mehoff
10-21-2003, 02:42 PM
Watch it!! you can not show name and face of a SF soldier rofl

Argyll
10-21-2003, 02:46 PM
Touche Jack,touche!! rofl

Jack Mehoff
10-21-2003, 02:47 PM
I demand Hood to remove that pic immediately just like he removed mine :lol:

NcDeuce
10-21-2003, 03:06 PM
I think I posted something about this way back, I just now found a good picture of the ceremony. But yeah, I read that he came out with bits and pieces of the guy he just killed in his teeth. Whether its true or not, only his team knows. It was in the Leaf Chronicle by the way, in case anybody wants to verify.

I believe this photo is okay since it's from the AP.

Jack Mehoff
10-21-2003, 03:14 PM
I think I posted something about this way back, I just now found a good picture of the ceremony. But yeah, I read that he came out with bits and pieces of the guy he just killed in his teeth. Whether its true or not, only his team knows. It was in the Leaf Chronicle by the way, in case anybody wants to verify.

I believe this photo is okay since it's from the AP.


Note the name tag omitted from the sig. :|

Jack Mehoff
10-21-2003, 03:57 PM
I believe this photo is okay since it's from the AP.


Explain why is OK? :roll:

One of the most evil thing anybody can do is hypocrisy

Trigger
10-21-2003, 04:12 PM
TF160SOAR wrote:

I think I posted something about this way back, I just now found a good picture of the ceremony. But yeah, I read that he came out with bits and pieces of the guy he just killed in his teeth. Whether its true or not, only his team knows. It was in the Leaf Chronicle by the way, in case anybody wants to verify.

No you didn't but Hood did back on June 20.



He was by himself......how do they know that happened?

Because he came out of the room with a smoking M-4, picking pieces of dead Taliban out of his teeth. :D
Seriously, nice article Hood.

Hypocricy is bad, so is plagarism.

NcDeuce
10-21-2003, 04:43 PM
I did not plagarize, note the author's name at the top. I read it in the Leaf Chronicle a long time ago, most of the stuff in it is not posted online. They have some of the old articles up but not many...

There was a two page section on Master Sgt. Pryor by Gregg Zoroya in today's, that's why I looked up that article...http://www4.army.mil/ocpa/read.php?story_id_key=1689

False accusations are also bad.

NcDeuce
10-21-2003, 04:47 PM
Explain why is OK?

One of the most evil thing anybody can do is hypocrisy

Photos from the AP are authorized and have been given permission for the public to view.

The photos you posted of the National Guard officers didn't seem like they were from the AP.

Trigger
10-21-2003, 04:58 PM
The plagarism I was referring to was you saying you had posted this in the past. If you had noticed the link I posted pointing that out you wouldn't still be here flapping your lips or fingers in this case.

Jack Mehoff
10-21-2003, 06:15 PM
I did not plagarize, note the author's name at the top. I read it in the Leaf Chronicle a long time ago, most of the stuff in it is not posted online. They have some of the old articles up but not many...

There was a two page section on Master Sgt. Pryor by Gregg Zoroya in today's, that's why I looked up that article...http://www4.army.mil/ocpa/read.php?story_id_key=1689

False accusations are also bad.



Jack Mehoff wrote:
Dont worry about it. I don't flash pics of people without their permission. Beside, the pics are about 3 years old.

Excuse your ignorance but i'm missing the concept here. You are telling me it's OK for the Army let the press took pictures of SF soldiers, but it's not OK for me to post pictures of two SF officers WITH their permission?

NcDeuce
11-02-2003, 12:13 PM
Inches divide life, death in the Afghan darkness


By Gregg Zoroya, USA TODAY

For a few seconds on a frigid Afghan night, Army Master Sgt. Tony Pryor fought America's war on terror with only his bare hands.

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Pryor received the Silver Star Medal for his gallantry in combat during the raid when he single-handedly eliminated four enemy soldiers.
By Jack Gruber, USA TODAY


One of 26 Special Forces soldiers raiding an al-Qaeda compound in mountains north of Kandahar last year, Pryor found himself alone in a room with three enemy fighters. He shot two of them dead in the first few seconds. The third he would have to fight — and kill — hand to hand, so close he could smell the man's sour breath.

War creates widows, orphans, disabled Purple Heart veterans — and soldiers such as Pryor, proficient in the dark art of killing. All of the nation's nearly 30,000 special operations soldiers, sailors and airmen are skilled at close combat. But Pryor was specially trained. He was one of more than 80 Army Special Forces troops who drilled relentlessly in close-quarter fighting — a combination of martial arts and street fighting — to prepare for a series of raids in Afghanistan.

"Whatever digging, scratching, biting, hair-pulling, ear-ripping-off — whatever you got to do to get the job done, that's what you do," Pryor says, explaining actions that night that won him the Silver Star for heroism and saved the lives of other team members in the compound. "Because, bottom line, I got a life at home. They (his comrades) got a life at home. And we're coming home."

That kind of close-up killing, though rare in Afghanistan, has become more common in the broader fighting of Iraq. In several fights, including the attack on the 507th Maintenance Company in which Pfc. Jessica Lynch was captured, American soldiers have been required to fight and kill Iraqis face-to-face.

It is killing not from the more sterile distance of a cruise missile launch or tank turret but so near the enemy that the soldiers sometimes hear the rattle of a last breath.

"Not nice business," Pryor says grimly.

The specific reason for the assault that night remains a secret. The soldiers say only that they were after intelligence on al-Qaeda and that the raid was a success. The fight for the compound lasted 20 minutes. But it was the most intense clash any of the Green Beret soldiers had experienced.

In a recent interview at 5th Special Forces Group headquarters at Fort Campbell, Ky., Pryor describes fighting and dying that was nothing like the slick Hollywood portrayal in action films.

A 40-year-old father, Pryor asks this reporter to turn off a tape recorder before he recounts the most graphic details of his hand-to-hand struggle.

"Would you want your kid to know that about you?" he then asks.

This is his story.

Epitome of a warrior

On Jan. 22, 2002, as Pryor and the other Special Forces soldiers prepared to helicopter into the mountains north of Kandahar, they paused for a prayer at base camp. Sgt. 1st Class James Hogg asked God to fill their hearts with courage. Pryor wore a medallion of St. Michael, the patron saint of soldiers, duct-taped to his dog tag.

The men were "direct action" A-Team members, also known as assaulters, door-kickers or "five-minute wonders." They are the first to enter buildings, and they use SWAT team-like tactics. Close-in combat skills are crucial.

Pryor, the senior enlisted officer that night, is a bull of a man. Only 5-foot-11, he weighs 235 pounds. At the time, he could bench-press almost twice that. Team members call him a ferocious competitor, the epitome of a warrior.

"He makes you a better soldier just being around him," says Sgt. 1st Class Steve Ourada, a team member. "He built that assault force into what it was. We were on top of our game."

From aerial photos, their target looked like a U-shaped building within a walled compound. But on the ground that night, they found it was actually three buildings separated by covered breezeways.

The team charged into one breezeway and lobbed a flash-bang grenade, designed to disorient enemy troops, into the central courtyard. The area was filled with shiny new Toyota pickups and a trailer carrying a dual-barreled anti-aircraft weapon. Al-Qaeda fighters fired back, and the bullets raised clouds of stone from walls of the alleyway.

The troops had to push through the gunfire and cut left and right to clear rooms. Pryor, whose healthy-size cranium has earned him the nickname "Bucket," led the way. He stepped around a corner and shot a man coming at him with an AK-47 a few feet away.

Night-vision goggles cast everything in a greenish hue and gave the Special Forces troops an advantage. Al-Qaeda fighters, most of them bearded men wearing long dishdashas, floor-length shirts, had only the starlight.

Even so, the al-Qaeda men appeared well-trained and disciplined. Twenty-one of them would fight to the death.

Close-quarters battle

As Pryor entered the first room to his right, he came face-to-face with a second fighter emerging from the doorway. Unable to see a weapon in that split-second, Pryor slugged the man and knocked him down, blowing past him into the room. But the fighter rose with an AK-47. Hogg, still in the courtyard, fired a single round from his M-4 carbine and killed the man.

Other team members had gone on to clear the rest of the buildings, and Pryor faced the fighters in the room alone. If any got past him — or worse, killed Pryor — they could shoot other GIs in the back.

It was Pryor's fight now to win. As he entered the 25-by-25-foot room, his eyes swept from left to right. Bedrolls littered the floor, and two fighters at the rear of the room took aim through windows at other Americans entering the compound. Both swung toward Pryor, Kalashnikovs in their hands. Pryor fired, the rounds striking so dead-center that the men's beards fluttered.

As he reloaded, Pryor felt a foot brush up against his boot. At first, he thought it was another American. It wasn't. An al-Qaeda fighter struck Pryor hard from behind. The blow, possibly from a wooden board, dislocated Pryor's shoulder and broke his collarbone.

The fighter, bearded with his hair in a ponytail, jumped on Pryor's back and clawed at his face, tearing off his night-vision goggles.

"He started sticking his stinking little fingers into my eyeballs," Pryor remembers.

His left shoulder felt like it was on fire. He was winded and weary from fighting at an altitude of 8,000 feet. Without night vision, everything was black.

The battle outside raged on, punctuated by AK-47 and rifle fire and the steady boom of a 40mm grenade launcher from a Special Forces Humvee. The air reeked of gunpowder and the copper scent of blood. Inside that first room, the two fighters — al-Qaeda and American — were fighting to the death.

Pryor had only a single thought: You're not going to kill me.

"That's how I attack things," he says later.

With one good arm, Pryor grabbed his enemy by the hair. But the man's weight, combined with the 80 pounds of Army gear that Pryor wore, caused the two to fall. They landed on Pryor's left elbow, and the impact jammed his shoulder back into its socket.

Now he could fight with both hands. In a few desperate seconds, Pryor broke the man's neck and finished him with a 9mm pistol.

Miraculously, not another American was injured that night.

"There aren't any widows or orphans because of him," Ourada says of Pryor.

'They'd aged about 10 years'

In his 14 years in the Special Forces, Pryor has killed before, but never in hand-to-hand fighting. That night, he worried first, however, about his soldiers, who had shot it out with al-Qaeda inside other rooms.

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Master Sgt. Anthony S. Pryor holds his Silver Star.


Around a wood fire at base camp hours later, Pryor offered solace. "I went around and touched every one of those guys," he says. "Everybody looked like they'd aged about 10 years."

For him, sleepless nights followed.

He dispelled demons with cathartic heart-to-heart talks with his tentmate Hogg, replaying details of the fighting and dying. "A little bit of defragging of your hard drive," Pryor calls it.

Three articles of faith got him through, he says.

First was pride in a successful mission: Training had paid off.

Second was seeing the war as righteous. "We didn't start it," Pryor says. "They started this fight. We're in the right."

Third was his children and the future. "I remember him saying," Hogg recalls, " 'You know, it's an ugly business, it's a terrible thing for us to do. But hopefully our kids won't have to cope with it.' "

In addition to Pryor's Silver Star, seven Green Berets in the unit received Bronze Stars for valor in that fight. Pryor sent letters to their fathers. "I would like to thank you for raising a fine young man," he wrote. Many of the letters wound up framed and hung in living rooms.

Including Pryor, 19 soldiers have received the nation's third-highest decoration for fighting in Afghanistan. One soldier received the second-highest award, the Distinguished Service Cross.

This year, 86 additional Silver Stars were awarded by the Army for fighting in Operation Iraqi Freedom. And one Army engineer, Sgt. 1st Class Paul Ray Smith, made a last stand with a .50-caliber machinegun against dozens of attacking Iraqi soldiers during fighting in April at the international airport outside Baghdad. He is being considered posthumously for the Medal of Honor, the military's highest decoration.

'No idea of the toll it takes'

"The thing that kind of boggles my mind," says James Bradley, author of Flags of Our Fathers, the story of the fighting and flag-raising on Iwo Jima during World War II, "is that (the nation is) sending out these guys who would rather be whittling and spending time with their kids. And they're sending them out to kill. They have no idea of the toll it takes on humans to do something like that."

Maj. Gen. Geoff Lambert, a former Special Forces commander, agrees.

"In all wars, there are certain circumstances like this that happen to good men," Lambert says. "We try to train them the best we can to have them ready for these moments. We hope that they are few."

To cope with killing, Pryor says he lives two lives: one consumed with training for and fighting war, the other immersed in family.

"Two different lifestyles, two different on-and-off switches," he says. "If you're Johnny on the spot, focused on destruction, destruction, destruction all the time, where do you have time for compassion in a relationship with your wife? We're dedicated to our job. But there has to be a time to turn that off."

It is not easy for him to explain how he flips this switch, though he says that one way is to simply not discuss work and war when he leaves the base.

It bothers him that civilians might see him and his troops as Rambo-like soldiers.

"People look at people who do this stuff and it's always, 'They're killers, and that's what they live for,' " Pryor says. "That is so far from the reality."

Certainly, they don't shrink from the task of taking life if necessary. Pryor is a student of Sun Tzu's classic The Art of War, and a favorite topic is the legend of the Mongoday, the elite warriors of Genghis Khan. He and his troops train exhaustively in spotting the enemy and withholding fire.

The night of the assault, members of a farming family armed with a rifle in a building that was searched nearby were left untouched because they offered no resistance. And at the height of action, with adrenaline raging, an al-Qaeda fighter chose to surrender and was taken unharmed.

The control seems as ingrained as the reaction.

The other GIs tell of a firefight weeks earlier during which Pryor entered a room that was ablaze and spotted movement under a blanket. He didn't shoot. Pausing to search, he found a baby girl, pulled her free and passed her to a team member.

Off the battlefield, Pryor has a gentle reputation. For security reasons, he declines to discuss immediate family, but he says he forbids toy guns in his home.

Ourada remembers finding "Bucket" in his garage once nursing a newborn raccoon with an eye dropper. "The wives just think he's a big old teddy bear," Hogg says.

'It never goes away'

Raised in the logging town of Toledo, Ore., Pryor grew up admiring perseverance and hard work. A strong influence was his father, Jerry Pryor, who started out as a timber man and became the town chief of police.

The first movie Pryor saw in a theater was The Green Berets with John Wayne. He says the image of these soldiers stayed with him when he enlisted in the Army out of high school in 1981.

Though he was earning straight A's by the end of high school, college held no appeal. Like other young men from rural towns, he longed to escape. In 1988, he was accepted into the Green Berets, one of 79 chosen from an entry class of 429.

He has been on missions in Haiti, Somalia, Kuwait and other locations that remain classified. Early this year, he led a team in Iraq. Next year, he attends the Army's Sergeants Major Academy at Fort Bliss, Texas, on track to attain the highest enlisted rank.

He has also started working toward a business degree. After retiring from the Army, perhaps in three years, he hopes one day to manage a sawmill.

He has had two reconstructive surgeries to repair damage from that battle in Afghanistan. A chunk of his collarbone, removed during an operation, is kept in a jar as a souvenir. That, and the violent images, are what he has left.

"It never goes away," Pryor says. "It just gets put further back in your mind."

Hogg, the teammate who helped Pryor exorcise his demons from that night, says these are the prices they pay for lethal work.

"I wouldn't wish it on anybody," Hogg says. "But there are a few of us who are called to it. So that's what we do. Maybe people should at least keep us in their prayers."


God bless our SF

Argyll
11-02-2003, 12:48 PM
Great Read!!

Seoulstriker
11-02-2003, 12:57 PM
that SF guy is really incredible. woot

NcDeuce
11-03-2003, 10:29 AM
Yup

Saranof
11-03-2003, 12:35 PM
Broken collarbone and still maneged to break that guys neck? That IS badass! :D

obd
11-05-2003, 12:52 PM
One of the few times your gonna see a nice post from me. Thanks for that post. I had heard about Pryor but this filled in the gaps. What a damn fine soldier and not just that, a damn fine human being!!! One of the most interesting posts around in the last few weeks!