This account comes from association member Jack Barton.
"THE SNIPER"
9 Feb-9 Mar '45
OP-1, atop Kreutzberg Ridge, was in the 3rd battalion
sector of operations. While the view from OP-1 covered the whole
range of enemy-held territory from Forbach (W) to Saarbrucken (NE),
the primary observation assignment of OP-1 was the town of
Stiring-Wendel.

Kreutzberg Ridge, site of OP-1.
Photo by Jack Barton ©1995.
A second observation post, OP-2, also manned by the
Intelligence & Reconnaissance (I & R) Platoon, was located in the
1st Battalion zone. Operating from the eastern end of Forbacher
Ridge, OP-2 was assigned the surveillance of the area on and around
Spicheren Heights, Hitler's dedicated "Holy Ground" commemorating
both the site of a major battle in the War of 1870 and the capture,
in the fall of 1939, of the first "slice" of French territory in WW
II.
OP-1 was manned by the 1st squad of the I & R Platoon
under the direction of Sgt. Larry Sisson, squad leader, and Cpl.
LeRoy Mayer, asst. squad leader. OP-2 was operated by 2nd squad, I &
R: squad leader David Moxley and Cpl Bill Drake asst squad leader.
Each squad maintained almost exclusive operation of its
assigned OP. This allowed the Scout/Observers (S/Os) who regularly
manned the post to become very familiar with terrain under their
observation and to establish locations of frequent enemy activity.
Total familiarity with enemy "check points" was achieved also by
using the same assigned squad members on a daily basis. For example,
in my own case, I never worked OP-2 since I was a member of the 1st
squad. Likewise, members of the 2d squad seldom manned OP-1.
Occasionally, volunteers might serve a tour in an OP other than the
one assigned to their squad but only if they shared the tour with an
S/O regularly assigned to the OP.
I mentioned earlier the tremendous observation site
afforded by OP-1. Standing at the viewing aperture of the OP, a
observer could see: Forbach-left front; Stiring-Wendel and its tiny
suburbs of Neue Glashutte and Sophie-center front; Forbacher Ridge
and a partial view of Spicheren Heights-extreme right. Clearly
visible and running across our field of vision from left to right
was the Metz Highway and the main railway which was just north and
parallel to the highway. In the center distance was Schoneck, the
last village in France, and Gersweiler, the first village in
Germany. In the distant right lay Saarbrucken and the main
fortifications of the Siegfried Line. All this and more constituted
the "field of vision" from OP-1, the main "office" of the 1st squad,
I & R, 274th Infantry.
The OP was not terribly well concealed despite the
attempts at camouflage afforded by the fir boughs atop the OP's
dome. Consequently, the OP did attract "harassing fire" from time to
time. It seemed as if the Germans saved their rounds for occasions
when they could spot activity in or about the OP. As the result of
the pattern, we learned early on to move about both inside and
outside as cautiously as possible. We also avoided having more than
one observer at the aperture at any one time, and that observer
learned to stand back, away from the aperture. Standing back in the
darkened interior of the OP made it much more difficult to be seen
especially from any substantial distance.
But despite our precautions, when the Germans thought they
saw something they would send over a desultory round or two. More
often, these were mortar shells and of a relatively small caliber.
On one or two occasions, while I was on duty, mortar rounds scored
very close "hits" on our OP. Some of the logs and sandbags were
damaged and partially displaced. Inside we got our "bells rung" and
showered by debris, mainly dirt and wood chips. On those rare
occasions of very near misses we came to appreciate even more the
expertly sturdy construction of the OP bunker.
Much more of a problem was created by sniper fire. Several
times a day we would receive such "pot shots". Most of this fire
came from almost directly below the OP. Since the forward slope of
Kreutzberg was very steep just below the OP, sniper's angle of fire
was mainly "up" and not "at". The tiny hamlet of Sophie lay just
below us and any number of buildings there could shelter a sniper or
two. Firing up at such a steep angle made the aperture target very
narrow and limited from the marksman's perspective. Consequently, if
the S/Os were careful in standing back from the aperture, the
sniper's rounds usually struck the logs or dirt above the opening
and did not come in the opening.
I remember one occasion when we received the attention of
a very conscientious sniper. He tried and tried again to kill
somebody in the OP, but his shots, like most of the others, struck
above the aperture. His persistence became irritating and LeRoy and
I decided to do something about it.
Earlier, we had dug an "auxiliary" slit trench outside to
the right of the OP. This trench was dug perpendicular to the slope
in front of the bunker. The trench was quite shallow and only large
enough for one man It was well concealed by more "evergreens" and in
such a way that a man could crawl into the trench, move to the very
forward end and by peering through the camouflage make observations
for purposes such as this occasion: Spot the snipers who were
shooting at us. I exited the rear of the bunker, map and binoculars
in hand. I moved very cautiously to the slit trench, slid in and "scooched"
myself to the very front. With my binoculars, looking through the
greenery, I focused on the rows of houses (in Sophie) at the foot of
our slope.
Meanwhile, Lee in the bunker, had placed his helmet on the
end of his rifle and was moving the helmet slowly back and forth
very near the aperture trying to bait our sniper into firing. It
worked! But I did not see where the round came from. So we tried
again. lee and I could communicate in "soft voices" since the slit
trench was so close to the OP. It took four or five shots before I
spotted the building where they came from-it was the second floor
window of a building just below and slightly to the right of us. I
watched very carefully while Lee got the sniper to fire a couple
more rounds. I knew I had him! I fixed the building firmly in my
mind. Finding the building on he map was more of a challenge.
However, European mapmakers are meticulous in detail and shortly I
had narrowed the map location down to a relatively small area. I
read the map coordinates of my "guesstimate" to Lee. He wrote them
down and whistled sharply in the field telephone.
A battery of 4.2 inch chemical mortars were a part of our
fire support and because of the steep slope of Kreutzberg, it was
our practice to call on the mortars for "fire missions" on targets
located along the base off the slope. Lee relayed the map
coordinates to the mortar battery. Very quickly a "smoke round" was
on the way.
I trained my binocs on "my" house and waited. Whump! The
round came in and a blossom of smoke located the hit as close but
not on target. I called to Lee and gave him my estimated directions
for deflection and windage. Another round and much closer. More
minor corrections which Lee gave to the mortar men, then Bam!-on
target.
I told Lee we were on target and he called "fire for
effect" over the field phone. Mortar shells rained down on the
targeted building-probably at least a dozen. The building was
largely demolished and beginning to show smoke and flame. I relayed
this to LeRoy and he asked the crew to cease fire.
I may have been responsible for killing that sniper-I
can't say for sure-but I'd like to believe we at least scared the
s-it out of him! I'm sure we did that because we didn't get anymore
sniper fire that day.