Ploce Death Camp August 1995; it was the day of the Service to celebrate the 50th anniversary of the end of WWII.
I was attached to 24Bde and employed, with 2 other TG9 JNCO's in the Air Cell tasking the aircraft of 3 Regt AAC from the Bde HQ building. On this day the watchkeeper received a call from ATC informing him that there were reports of a Lynx crash in the Adriatic just off the coast. Fully loaded with 2 crew and 3 pax and no reported survivors so far. Sh!t hits the fan and off we all go to start piecing the sequence of events together; callsign, POB, Crew and pax names etc.
We were all very mindful that there were still a large number of journo's still kicking around after the mornings' church service and wished to keep all information in house until we were all better informed.
Sadly events like this are hard to keep a lid on in such close confines and although the press were requested to keep schtum until we had a clearer picture, a notable female war hungry reporter chose instead to opt for the scoop.
She was caught hidden amongst a collection of 4 tonners in the Bde HQ car park making a call to her editor back in the UK on her Sat phone. What she didn't realise was that the vehicles all belonged to the Sigs and they caught her before she did any damage - thank God.
Bitch!