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I am Ukrainian and your serious face while you watching this is even funnier than the video itself.
So here is a little insight into what this video actually is:
It's essentially a Slavic type of humor, so it can be difficult for westerners to understand, but follow me, as I try to explain
We like to mix our memes like Marvel mixes superheroes in Avenger movies
So the dude is witnessing a russian convoy, it became a part of life for a large portion of the nation to spot such things for UA Armed Forces. We tend to joke a lot about things happening to us, especially when those things are bad, you cannot even imagine how many jokes and memes about air sirens there are.
This dude talk not in plain Ukrainian but in dialect, which makes him more relatable. He also swears in a funny relatable way
The convoy itself is some old shit, moving in a dumb way, to need to explain it.
The second thing we see is ZAZ "Zaporojets", the dude himself notices it, it's an old vehicle, it's unbelievably bad, it stinks like salvage, drives like crap, and, overall, it's a coffin on the wheels, as any road accident will likely end up with fatal injuries. BUT it's ours and our grandpas used to take us fishing on one of those, so we love it, it's pretty much a part of our culture
The next thing is Stepan Bandera's portrait, it takes some knowledge to understand it, but it's the main joke of the video, so I will try to explain:
So Stepan is a Ukrainian national hero, who spent his life either fighting for free Ukraine or in a German prison. We are really proud of him, the western part of Ukraine even celebrates his deeds once a year. On the other side, russian propaganda likes to portray him as a nazi, who took part in the German massacre in Belarus, while portraying the free part of Ukraine as one big cult of Nazis mentioned above.
So while explaining Ukrainian tactics on official briefings they mentioned we use "so-called Bandermobiles" with nazi brainwashed kamikaze crews. But the thing is, the Ukrainian tactic for coping and countering such accusations is to use them. So we turn to memes literally any grotesque thing russians tell about us. We proudly call ourselves slurs they came up with for us. One of our "totem" animals - a hybrid of crucian and pig was originally used by russians to mock us.
So everything that happens and everything this dude says is carefully handcrafted to make Ukrainians smile.
And one last thing: Павел Осадчий(os.pavel) on Facebook claims to be the author. He also said it is only the first test, there will be more because he does it to raise funds for Ukrainian Armed Forces.
Hope it was interesting for you to read
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I am amazed at how well you healed.
This story kind of reminds me of a situation i found myself in, i had just ended my conscription in sweden, and my cold weather training saved my life once.
I was cought in the middle of nowere in the northern parts of sweden in a blizzard. About 80km from any town. (For anyone interested it was road 26 between mora and sveg)
I had been atending a school upp there but wanted to surprice my girlfriend at the time by an unanounced visit on valentines day morning 2011.
It was like 30 degrees below zero celsius and the windchill was brutal.
But i just jumped in the car and thought "whats the worst that could happen, the car never failed me before"
I stopped at the side of the road to take a piss. Mid stream i hear the engine stop, i thought "huh thats funny, never done that before."
And when the engine refused to start again i started to get realy annoyed.
But, i did what i had been trained to do, i doubled upp on pants and shirts, stuffed my jacket with a news paper i had laying around in the car and got a beanie and some gloves and sat there waiting. Trying to get a hold of anyone.
I called everyone in the book that i could possibly get to tow me back to school. But nobody was awake.
And walking 80km in those conditions were just out of the question.
The thing with cars in the winter is, they are great for getting out of the wind, but they become an ice box as soon as the engine is not supplying heat anymore,
So i had to go out of the car run for about 200m to get my heat upp the run back again and get in the car every 15-30 minutes or so..
But i kept calm and thought of the whole ordeal as mostly an annoyance, i dont realy think i was realy thinking of the kind of danger i was in. I was just pissed that my plans for valentines were ruined.
Anyways. About 6 ohurs go by, and i got towed in the end.
But my mother was furious at me. "Why did you not call the emergency services?! You could have died"
It hit me just then that yea... i could have. But all the cold weather training i had gotten in the military got me out of it alive.
And i just answered "oh... i never realy thought about it as an emergency"
XD im such a dumbass
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There is an essential aspect to being a Royal Marine which is summed up as the “Commando Spirit”. This is something akin to the Finnish “Sisu”. It means that when everything is at the darkest, most exhausting, most depressing and dangerous state that it can be, a Royal Marine is expected to laugh and cheer his mates up and crack on, even more so than when everything is fine. It is frequently this intangible attribute that determines which Royal Marine cadet passes out as the best of his course; the senior officers and NCOs hunt relentlessly to detect it and to praise and elevate it in the eyes of the whole training cadre. I think there’s something of that in the USMC, a sort of perverse pride in getting piss-wrapped and exhausted, not having the best equipment, being treated badly all-round (by foes and their own top brass alike) and yet still, STILL, somehow getting the job done and doing it laughing. It’s kind of like saying “fuck you, I chose this, so I decide when it’s done” to the whole world. That bloody mindedness to me is the essential quality that all Marines simply must possess and I’ve never met one who didn’t have that particular air about them. The real esprit de corps. You get that pride because you know that, not only does nobody else want to do what you do, nobody else CAN do what you do.
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In 1985, while in Basic Training, I was in our afternoon radio class. That morning we had been in Map Reading for about three hours. While on the line with the instructor, reading from our scripts to practice radio discipline, I called in a fire mission on my Drill Sergeant. The Drill Sergeant had me squat with my arms extended, holding my chair straight out in front of me, which as many of you know, can be quite painful after just a few minutes. While I was squatting and holding up my chair, the Radio instructor came up and complimented me on the accuracy of both my radio skills and my grid coordinates. He then set a can of Coke on the seat of my chair as a reward. After he walked off, the Drill Sergeant opened my Coke, drained it in one pull, crushed the can, and set it back on my now very wobbly chair. He said, "Thanks, trainee. I needed a cold drink. Hit me up after graduation to get it back. Heck, son, come on over to my house and I'll grill you a steak and loan you my wife, too. HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!"
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When I was 5 years old, I asked my grandfather who fought against the Germans on the side of the USSR army, originally from Kherson, Ukraine (born 1910) to tell me stories from World War 2, he said that they were all terrible, but there is a funny one:
The battle was under Kharkov, Ukraine, after the end of the battle, a soldier ran up to us, without a lower jaw and tried to say something, we helped him, but he could not calm down and wanted to tell us something so badly, he was not horrified, but on the contrary, as if laughing, we gave him paper and a pencil, and he wrote down what happened.
After the end of the battle of heavy guns, he saw a single German that ran out of bullets in his rifle, but our soldier did not, he decided to engage him in hand-to-hand combat, he didn't want to kill him just like that, our soldier wanted to have a fight of honor. So he took off his boots and put them aside. Minutes later he killed the German, but he tore off his jaw in a fight with a German bayonet that was on the rifle. So when he turned to the place where his boots were, they were gone. Stolen! Although no one else was around! It was 3 meters away from the fighting site. So the soldier came to his comrads and was laughing his ass off that he lost his boots at a fight! Who could've stole it!? I was there, no one was around, it was a flat surface! Lol. The soldier was more worried about boots than the lost lower jaw, he said: "Well, it's winter, you can live without a jaw, but without boots I will also can lose my legs. So guys, never take off your boots at war".
Now, 28 years later, I have questions for my grandpa, why would he take off his boots in winter? Did he make it without a jaw? Sadly my grandpa died the same year at the age of 84.
Ryabchenko Anton Spiridonovich (born 1910) Kharkov, Ukraine. Colonel of the Military Construction Troops of the USSR. He built bridges and other structures for the transfer of military equipment and the population, and then undermined the bridges.
Also he told some other story when is old, he had his old heavy winter greatcoat which he wanted to exchange for a new, lighter one, but the old one saved his life.
When they built a crossing bridge to overtake Soviet military equipment and local residents, he stood on the bridge (the bridge had no railings), and waited until people pass through, they told loudly to everybody - first women, children, old people, and then men, but then some "Young Jew" man ran with women to cross the bridge without waiting his turn, this guy pushed my grandpa and he felt from the bridge. He remembers: - While falling, I thought that's it, what a stupid death, but bam! A tree branch caught me on my winter greatcoat (from the bottom, you can say the branch hooked me like under a skirt), the height was about 200-300 meters, I'm lucky I didn't change the heavier greatcoat to the light one.
His comrades lifted him up, but he only had a sprain on one arm and bruises on his butt, he was lucky he didn't got impalement on this branch. The guy who pushed him, I don’t know what they did to him, but my grandfather said that at that moment he understood what “sleeping on duty” means, you always need to be on the alert, even when “ours” are nearby. We still have this soviet greatcoat. Feels like it weights about 10 kg
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I was with the Aviation Combat Element of the 31st Marine Amphibious Unit when we executed Operation Eagle Pull , the evac of the US Embassy in Phnom Penh, Cambodia (which few Americans today seem to even know about). The Air Force flew in a group to do air control and we flew in about 400 Marines to do perimeter security The MSG was busy burning documents and money (one Marine told me that they burned hundreds of thousands and maybe millions of US currency). We flew CH53s from the USS Okinawa in to LZ Hotel where the diplomatic personnel and many Cambodians were delivered too, and we flew out and the Hancock flew in to start picking up the Marines on the perimeter of LZ Hotel., who had come under mortar fire. We had planned this operation for several months but as with so many things, a lot of adjustments had to be made on the fly. The Khmer Rouge over-ran the city in the days after that, and this was the beginning of the Killing Fields. The 31st then completed Frequent Wind, the evac of the SIagon embassy a few months later, but I had rotated back to the states and my next assignment was actually to the Marine Security Guard Battalion, but my class was canceled when the embassy in Saigon fell because suddenly they had plenty of Marine Security Guards with plenty of time left in the assignment (two year at the time, I don't know what it is today.) As I said, most Americans have zero knowledge about Eagle Pull but everyone knows about Frequent wind but Eagle Pull was kind of a good practice mission for the subsequent and more well known Operation Frequent Wind. Even though I was a part of this, at the time, I have a limited understanding of what was actually happening and the scope of the war happening all around me.
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As a US Army Veteran who was every kind of E-4 you described(Well, I ETSed as my Corporal paperwork was still pending) as well as being an E-4 platoon sergeant and E-4 tracked vehicle commander I'd like to weigh in on that person's situation.
He is intercourse up. Now, he did have help, his unit should have had a full layout upon return from deployment. So, that would be on his commander, platoon sergeant, and squad leader. But, if he was told to "leave gear behind" and did so, he should have been up everyone's butt in his chain of command about it, and that failure lays squarely on his shoulders. Everyone knows after the first time they do a layout in the Army that if you're missing something, it either needs to be replaced by you, or the money is coming out of your check.
All of that being said, this jack wagon is a Specialist. How does he not know if stuff is missing he is paying for it? And, most importantly, how can he be an E-4 and not know how to redistribute items to a source of better need?
So I am calling complete male cow droppings on all of this. It is extremely unlikely his unit did not do a full layout after deployment. It is extremely unlikely this Specialist did not know if he was missing stuff he would have to pay for it. It is also extremely unlikely he would not have replaced it BEFORE he has to turn his issued equipment to CIF because EVERYONE knows their ETS date. I cannot imagine how he could be so irresponsible as to NOT KNOW what gear he is missing in the first place. I also find it highly unlikely his Fire Team Leader, Squad Leader AND Platoon Sergeant were not aware of him missing equipment . . . unless he had pawned it.
Based on my experience, the real chain of events he is not telling is probably something like: he left his gear in Afghanistan as he was told. Did a lay out after the deployment. Got his missing gear replaced. Then sold, traded or pawned it, hence him missing training armor and not real armor. It is likely he was either involuntarily separated or medicalled out ahead of his expected ETS and was expecting to have more time to replace his gear. So instead of accepting personal responsibility for his actions, he is blaming others and flinging excrement all over the place to see what sticks in an attempt to weasel out of the consequences.
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This was incredible, well done Ryan. I have related anecdotes. My mother was a nurse in the 77th Evacuation Hospital that you referenced. She served in North Africa, Sicilly, Normandy, Belgium, and occupied Germany. She would often talk about when they first received penicillin and all the doctors and nurses thought it was almost magical how previously lethal infections just "melted away". She was a medical nurse and was put in charge of the antibiotic ward.
My father was a physician who graduated in early 1944 and worked in Kansas City, MO. He had a patient dying from staph sepsis who was covered in open sores. 80% of my dad's graduating medical school class served in the military and penicillin was only available to the military. "Somehow", he managed to get some penicillin through one of his class mates. Within 24 hours of the first dose, the patient was afebrile, awake, and alert. Like you said, they collected all of his urine and it was reprocessed to collect and reuse the penicillin. That patient lived and remained my father's patient for the next 20 years dying of a heart attack in 1964. As far as my dad knew, it was the first use of penicillin in the Kansas City area.
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Your story reminds me of a one story, I heard from a Vietnam war vet, a Marine, I interviewed for a paper I wrote in high school:
This Marine's deployment ran from late '65 through to the early months of '67, and ended just prior to the Tet offensive. In the second half of his deployment his squad was tasked with night patrols outside the wire of their FOB. These were primarily recon missions, so silence was key to their security in the jungle. One night they are moving through the jungle in a file formation and the second or third Marine in the formation, start crying and yelling inexplicably. The others try to silence him, and finally the Marine I interviewed punches him out and carries his off. The squad relocates over a half-a-mile away, and goes to ground. Later the squad asked the Marine why he was yelling and crying in the middle of their patrol. He told them: 'Oh I stepped on a land-mine, I thought, I was gonna die.' Later it was revealed that the 'land-mine' was in fact, a paint can lid... The moral of the story is what would have happened if it wasn't a paint can lid!
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In engineering there’s a similar concept to Noncivilian Cutoff Value, that helps to compare and dictate how much of a project’s budget can be vs should be spent to create an appreciable increase in the safety of a design (eg, a vehicle or building). Beneath a certain threshold of safety, the project is considered impossible; above it, there is a cost per life association that tends to be formed with some uniqueness per project to help calculate how much of the project’s funds should go to increases in safety. So safety gets measured, safety increase cost estimated, death toll under extra-“reasonable” conditions approximated and multiplied by the project’s value per life, and then loss of life expense compared to safety increase expense to see if the increase is considered valuable enough to pay for. “Reasonable” conditions are also defined on a per-project basis.
This method is a lot more complicated than I’ve done it justice, and is similarly utterly sober. No life has a dollar value, but that’s also not how economies work, just like no civilian life really has an “eliminated enemy” value, and that’s also just not how armed conflict works.
The fact that both military theory and engineering standards and practices have both landed on this solution of measuring the unmeasurable is declarative of the necessity and simultaneous solution-less nature of the tasks at hand. Engineers (should) do their absolute best to avoid wrongful death, and then it sometimes happens anyway. And militaries need to do the maximum possible to avoid civilian death… and then sometimes killing 10 saves thousands. And sometimes you kill 10 and can’t even be certain yet whether thousands will be saved. Or in this case, sometimes you can be sure.
Small wonder people look to God for help.
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I needed this today, SFC Macbeth. My ptsd has been kicking my ass for the last few months again. I thought I had it beat, but it came back with a vengeance. Similar story, “You can’t beat me, Drill Sergeant! Never give up, Never quit!” I forgot that. Used to say that to myself when the shit got deep, like today. I hope I instilled that in my soldiers. Anyway, I’m calling 988, 1, now. Thanks, battle!
SSG yayamamasami, U.S.A. (Ret)
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I got one for you, so we were doing JRTC, we are ADA and we have to provide our own security which is impossible since we had minimum operating crew. We get to site and I start digging defensive positions. My nco tells me it’s pointless and we were going to get our asses kicked. I didn’t like that. Later on I see cars passing by site with military aged males so I tell my NCO if we should snatch a few up, he said we didn’t have enough men, I see that an armored unit is nearby, I insist and say what if I can get the armored guys to help, he (thinking they would tell me to fuck off) told me that if I could get more men, he would call in the request. I ran down the hill, was directed to their 1SG and he gave me a fucking M2 Bradley. I ran back with M2 in tow. My nco angrily called the request in and we got the approval. Eventually someone came and told my NCO we were disrupting the exercise and we had to break up the checkpoint. Endex happened and our Battalion Commander & CSM flew out to see us. With me standing next to my NCO they said “heard ya did such a great job you almost ended the war early when you set up that checkpoint “ my NCO said “yes sir, I just thought the Joes could get some good training experience from the opportunity”. I was livid. So fast forward to the wash pit (there’s a specific name and I can’t remember it) my nco wanted to drive through them while these giant water guns blast the vehicles. He had me ground guid and didn’t let me jump in. So I saw the water guns were operated by Spc. I go to one of those and say, “see that HMMWV? Its windows (canvas zipper windows) are real dirty” he looks at me and says “e-4 mafia baby”, he blasted nothing but the window and the dry rot gave up zipper fell inward he got soaked! 😂 he got out after the wash to yell at the E-4 and I got ratted out, and then I got smoked 😂 worth it.
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After 12 years in the Corps, I took a break, and realized I missed the military enough to take another shot at it in the Guard. On the other end of that, my longest term platoon commander, for whom which I was his platoon sergeant, Agreed that I conducted myself the entire time like a Marine who was detached to the United States Army.
So on behalf of every time I said some version of "You know, there's another way to do that.." I apologize for myself and perhaps some of my less tactful brothers and sisters.
We are but a simple people, at times. 🤣🤷🏽
You are absolutely right about the difference in Army and Marine Corps versions of esprit de corps. My Engineers were always Engineers first and Soldiers second. But they were seriously proud of being 12Bs, and in time I came to grudgingly admit that "Essayons!" kinda grew on me too.
"The Army is something you did, the Marine Corps is something you are."
I don't know how right or wrong you are about the Army, But looking back at my history, and my family's history... You're absolutely right about the Corps.
Thanks, SFC. This was solid. Much appreciated.
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Ryan, This video, of yours, is a tour de force. It is exhaustive, well researched and you made it understandable for most of your audience. Excellent job. By the way I was the first civilian , in Montreal, to get penicillin in the beginning of 1946 I. a newborn, had contracted blood poisoning (septicemia) from a staph infection.. The standard treatment for the condition was a complete blood transfusion. That is, to change all of my blood for transfused blood.. The chances of success, for that treatment were not that good. Fortunately, they used the new antibiotic and I recovered. I subsequently got graduate degrees in microbiology (mycology), and then patent law. Again, thanks for the video.
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I grew up in Russia during the 2000s until my family moved to the UK in 2013. I recall seeing these St George ribbons (Георгиевская ленточка) on people’s jackets, tied to car antennas, and so on. They would be especially prevalent coming up to the 9th of May (supposedly a day to commemorate the fallen of conflicts past. If you ask me, the minute of silence means little when surrounded by hours of parading military equipment).
When Putin came to power at the start of the 21st century replacing Yeltsin (everyone’s favourite dancing alcoholic), it was important he appear as a strong and nationalist leader, who will lead Russia towards it’s former glory and restore Русский мир (the “Russian world” i.e. sphere of influence).
Mind you, Russians have been losing faith in the USSR since the late 70s, which is partly why it collapsed, and the absolute wild west that was 90s Russia only helped fuel the perceived need for a strong leader like Putin. After he came to power, he quickly proved that old habits die hard - the silly military parades and constant chest-thumping in media were straight out of the USSR dictator’s playbook, and with them came the use of this ribbon (as a way to signal RUSSIA STRONK). It was seldom used post-WWII before Putin.
It is honestly a great shame to me as a Russian that the history of this symbol has been defiled and bastardised by Putin’s cronies. If it were up to me, this would simply be a Russian version of the Poppy (the UK’s remembrance symbol - we wear it on pins here, and proceeds from sales of these pins go to charity. Funnily enough no one parades military equipment around before the minute of silence in the UK, funny how that works).
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This one time in Afghanistan I was on no sleep for 3 or 4 days, it's hard to remember when you're that tired lol, and we got called out on QRF to blow up an IED. Well, long story short, I was bobbing for cock, I was driving the MRAP, and I almost, almost being the key word, drove the vic into the canal. So, like McBeth said, take roleover training seriously.
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Quite interesting video as always coming from you, I have just some thoughts on few points you made :
2:14 : It didn't really took that long, this concept and the larger one of combined arms were already established and put to use by French and British Generals during WWI (and not by the German Army at the beginning of WWII like most people think, Dan Carlin's podcast series on WWI untitled "Blueprint for Armageddon" has really good segments on this), the first real exemple of this "exploitation" type of tank is the Whippet tank which see action in early 1918.
2:47 : I know about your experience as an AT specialist in the Army so maybe it's the case on more modern tanks. I can't say, they are not really my cup of tea.
However when talking about WWII tanks, the closer your are of a tank the safer it is, because the field of view of the crew reduces and when close enough the tank weapons won't be able to be lowered enough to be used effectively anyway (which is true for every armored vehicle even today but still).
And finally on the main subject of the video :
The war in Ukraine doesn't show us that tanks are becoming obsolete, it just show to the world once again that tanks aren't unstoppable killing machine, and that combine arms is a thing for a reason, and without infantry support the result is goin to be painful (and expensive), and the Russian Army notoriously struggle with that : WWII, the 2 wars in Chechnya and now Ukraine.
They are badly used by a poorly trained army with low moral (Russian Army in Ukraine today, but works for every army from the Middle East which even with really modern equipment, the Irakian or Afghan Armies for exemple, got wiped out by a bunch of highly motivated paramilitary groups).
I mean if you put me behind the commands of a F-35 in a War zone I will quickly "prove that planes are obsolete".
This situation is quite comparable to warplanes though : the avent of heat-seeking missiles haven't made planes obsolete, even though they are a type of fire and forget weapons.
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I was a Navy Nuclear Propulsion Plant Operator and Radiological Controls Technician for 13 years. According to my radiation exposure records my total exposure after 13 years was exactly 1 REM. I am also a historian of sorts when it comes to Nuclear Power, Nuclear Weapons, and Radiation/Contamination exposure. This video was the "Bomb"! I mean it was really well done and very factual. There is one thing I'd like to bring up though. Nuclear weapon Yields are NOT proportional in that a 1 megaton weapon will not cause 10 times the destruction that a 100 kiloton weapon will.
First understand that a ground burst is the least efficient use of a nuclear weapon, unless you want to destroy a complex deep underground. The majority of the blast wave will be reflected up towards the atmosphere. For optimal surface destruction an airburst is needed at a particular height above the ground. What determines this height is the Incident Wave, direct blast from the explosion, and Reflective Wave, blast being reflected off the surface. There is a point were incident wave and the reflective wave meet and the combined wave causes the most damage but only for a certain distance. This is called Mach Stem. An airburst will create a ring of higher destruction where the Mach Stem was present because both waves cause a combined overpressure.
The higher the yield, the higher the altitude for the most efficient blast. The higher the altitude the thinner the atmosphere, thus minimizing thermal effects and blast, and more of the explosive yield will escape towards space. A 1 Megaton weapon is about 5-6 times the destruction of a 100 Kiloton weapon. The bigger the yield the less effective it is considering the cost in materials, energy, and money to create the weapon. Then there is the question of delivery. Megaton weapons have a HUGE amount of Uranium Tamper which is really heavy. Either a large expensive missile for one warhead or a big bomber to drop the bomb. Both threats are easier to take out than multiple independent re-entry vehicles (MIRVs). This is why there are no "Megaton" weapons in an operational (deployable) status in any countries arsenal. Literally, the bigger the bomb "Less Bang for the Buck".
I am glad you did not say there was enough Nuclear Weapons to devastate the earth several times over. That is very misleading.
If you calculate the average yield of these "deployable" weapons, weapons that have an active delivery platform available, then Russia's average yield per weapon is about 340kt and the US average yield per weapon is about 215kt. If Russia was to carpet bomb an area with all of their deployable nukes to a height that would maximize the blast destruction, then they could only devastate approximately 45,893 km². An area halfway between the size of Maryland (32,131 km²) and West Virginia(63,000 km²). If the US was to carpet bomb an area with all of their deployable nukes to a height that would maximize blast destruction , then they could only devastate approximately 30,088 km². An area smaller then the size of Maryland (32,131 km²).
Now that's not to say that life wouldn't suck hard after a full exchange. It certainly would and could bring about the full collapse of a country. Just wanted to add some clarity on certain aspects of Nuclear War.
Comments welcome.
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Very well done. I served as FO, FDO, and XO in the late 60s in 105, 155, 8-inch, and 175mm units. It was the time when everything went from manual computations to the magic of FADAC. It was a courts-martial offense for the battalion commander to try and use the generator that the FADC had assigned to it. That is just how special that Big Box was. Lots of memories. We took ourselves "out" one night during a critical fire mission. We had to pull the long tubes up off their blocks and relay them. We did it in the dark without much thought about where the shock wave from a zone three mission was going to go. After the third round, the FDC was in shambles; chart tables, radios, the lights, and much of the sandbag roof was on the floor, and we could not even tell battalion what had happened. Guess who showed up at first light? He had wings on his collar. I love that shit!
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I did the American Birkebeiner (the largest cross country ski marathon in north America) in Hayward Wisconsin, And roughly the same thing happened.. I got bad directions since there was no hotel near the startline anymore no find anymore no staging area. I get there in the middle of the night before the race. So I'm back in the pack because I had bronchitis flare up halfway through the race and nearly passed over at every aid station along the way. I knew I was gonna get my a** kicked on the race but but I finished because I saw somebody from my club he backed out at the 1st aid station he could.... So one a** kicking of a marathon later, Every time I saw somebody more than once I was shouting encouragement at them and tell them "keep on er keep on er!", even going so far as shouting (kind demeanor) at this nice lady from Kentucky when she expressed doubt...."heck, do it for Rand Paul!".
So fast forward to the end of the race race and I'm sprinting down Main Street like everybody does does 3 blocks before the finish line 9:35 before the course closed down, I'm thinking I'll make it across the finish line in my slowest time ever so screw this I'm gonna go and kiss the ground. God had other plans, I get across the finish line I trip and fall and face plant hard into what had turned into ice. I look up from my Impact zone Only to see the world's shortest EMT from the native reservation nearby. She picked me up like I was a loaf of bread. Got carried to the med station, sat there then a bit later walked to the shuttle bus back to the start for my car.... On the way to the shuttle bus I encountered at least half a dozen people who told me they would have quit the race right then and there if it wasn't for me. And in that moment I knew, I gotta come back harder than ever next yearIs and train and train and train some more. So after my recovery period of almost 2 months, I have been weight lifting and doing cardio 5 days a week every week. I may not get a smoking fast time for the 1st time, but for d*** sure I'll be the strongest one there. Leg pressing half a ton already. Gotta fly ttyl
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What do tanks offer? High caliber direct fire which cannot be countered without armor (you can't shoot down a 120mm depleted uranium round at 1500m/s reliably in combat) and an armored vehicle that is impervious to most ballistic weapons. How necessary is this on a modern battlefield? Against asymmetric fighting it doesn't offer all that much which cannot be offered by other more versatile and often cheaper vehicles such as IFV's and APC's. Against a non nuclear peer it holds value in its ability to engage other tanks as well as fortifications if there is air parity or better.
With that out of the way I look at cost/benefit. Modern tanks run anywhere from $500,000 to $10,000,000. This isn't including the support vehicles, fuel, training, and ammunition. In the past 10 years we have seen modern tanks with reactive armor get disabled by $600 RPG 7's. Not destroyed but disabled and rendered combat ineffective sometimes leading to abandonment. We have seen them get destroyed by ATGM's that cost as little as $20,000. Thus I would argue that reactive armor is moderately effective at protecting the tank and crew from low cost weapons that a peer would not be reliant on. This leaves Active protection Systems which can cost millions per vehicle to upgrade the current stockpiles of tanks with. They are proving somewhat effective against one or two missiles however more advanced ATGM's are breaking through relatively often. We are basically looking at a simple question of "How much value does a tank bring to the battlefield and could it be better spent elsewhere?". Are these tanks doing a massive amount of damage before getting destroyed or are they mostly acting as a canary? It's difficult to say right now as data is influenced heavily by social media. We also do not know what percentage of tanks in Ukraine are being destroyed by ATGM's compared to other weapons. A very conservative number might be you spending $3 million per tank which forces your enemy into arming their infantry with $200,000 worth of equipment to be capable of neutralizing the threat.
I actually avoided watching this when it popped up in my recommends as I assumed it would be another "tanks are not obsolete because you will always need tanks" argument. I think Ryan McBeth hit the nail on the head when he says "We might see armies moving towards IFV's" along with APC's. Yes I recognize that this is mission creep. I am not a fan of remotely piloted vehicles as they can be hacked, and have been, with examples of this occurring as far back as WW2. They also do not address the primary issue of cost/benefit as a remotely piloted tank would cost about as much as a crewed tank and are no more resistant to ATGM's. Obviously countries shouldn't abruptly scrap their armored corps right now but I feel that cutting back on acquisition of tanks and spending that money elsewhere may be more efficient in the immediate future.
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I served in the USMC. Then I went Army National Guard, then I went USAF Reserve (no, not going to join the Navy, Coast Guard, nor the Space Force, I'm going to settle for an impressive hat trick). So every branch has got some strengths and weaknesses. Army has got the highest budget, ALWAYS gets the coolest toys, and probably the most options of were to go in your career. Air Force does'nt actually go out of it's way to make life miserable for it's Airmen (as well as an impressive technical and educational acumen). Navy? The best duty stations, proud tradition, and of course there is no such thing as the USMC without the USN (settle down brothers, we all know it's true). As much fun as it is to make fun of the Coast Guard, they got some pretty high speed dudes, also if you're joining the millitary and looking into a LEO career post service (a fairly common thing) I actually recomend this branch myself. Last but not least? The Space Force. The're new and only time will tell what they can truly contribute to DoD. I used to not recognize them as a branch untill I read an article of their 1st NJP. A Guardian skipped out on formation to go buy an X-Box. After that, I was like "Okay, yeah. You guys are definately a real branch now." Now, the USMC has an uncanny ability to adapt and overcome. Not only that, the Espirit De Corps in the Marine Corps is rivaled by few (I'd say the French Forgien Legion is the closest to us in that regard). Hell, I'd say us Marines are a bit cult like. You beat one of us in a bar, that Marine will be back with his brothers and sisters looking for you. No fucks given. Marines are the only branch to make it mandatory to learn our own history in boot camp. When I was a Corporal, I was never told to go correct "that younger marine" I was told to correct "your younger brother/sister". We have the whole "Once a Marine, you will ALWAYS be a Marine." We're the only branch asked by PETA to stop drinking Cobra Blood in the jungle. Some of you might think I'm knocking on this by comparing it to a cult. Not at all. I actually think the bizzare and weird traditions strengthen us, and give us identity. Every warrior culture in history (Samurai, Knights, Roman Legionaires, Vikings, ETC) have had their eccentricities, we're just keeping that going. Semper Fi my brothers and sisters.
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I know that the question was "could you do it with the Brad.." however- I think if you had the option to do it without the Brad or the troops, I'd take it.
I think the only things I would add to that attack plan are the following (11C, so not my main mission, but something I did train for)
1) Spin that Bradley turret ALLLLLL the way around looking through the thermals for enemy in the area. (Woodline, scrub brush, etc..) Could be some hollywood shit where the tank does have a malfunction and the crew decides to set up an ambush. (Prior to Feb 24, 2022 I would have thought that a modern military wouldn't have done some dumb shit like that... but the owners of a sizeable proportion of T-72s have had me scratching my head with their antics.
2) If you've got a hotgun with an Excalibur round, I'd give them the 10 digit grid and let them wreck the tank.
(I mean, maybe I'm partial to IDF, but that seems a whole lot safer than fuckin' around to possibly find out. they set up a defensive perimeter around their tank while they wait for recovery assets...and it hadn't seen you yet.) Would require some math for a precise 10 digit grid relative to your position, but short of the newest upgrades, it shouldn't be able to detect a LRF.
At the very least if the excalibur misses and the tank is aroused because the crew was asleep inside... the arty already has a FFE area to give you cover to get home, and the tank crew is not going to be hunting for you..
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In the Armor community, the platoons are known as Red, White, and Blue platoon for 1st, 2nd, and 3rd. 5, 6, and 7 are still the XO, CO, and 1SG. But tank platoons have 4 tanks per platoon. The PL is always the one tank so for example, I'm in blue platoon, or third, so my Platoon Leader is known as Blue 1. The platoon sergeant is always the 4 tank, so he is Blue 4. Each person on the tank also have identifiers over the radio. The gunner on the 1 tank would be Blue 1 Golf, the loader would be Blue 1 Lima, and the driver would be Blue 1 Delta. Love your content boss, yes, I'm a 19K.
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Canadian soldier, multiple deployments including NATO, UN, and Afghanistan over my 35 years in.
Thank you for your kind words. To expand on your points;
A major reason for accuracy with the C7 was the availability of an experienced core of instructors who had been trained on the C1 rifle ( a FN FAL clambered in 7.62) to shoot to a standard that included 600m range. Practicing consistent shooting at 600m over iron sights with a rifle that, if held incorrectly, can brake your shoulder has a tendency to develop solid shoot skills😅
We also continued with the older training profile, so throughout the late 80s and early 90s we were still started our range fireing at 500-600m. Between the lighter recoil and advanced sight it was rather ordinary to have 90% + of our troops shooting "marksman" qualification. Yes, the C1 was a pig to carry (11 lbs loaded) and only had semi auto action ( one squeeze of trigger, one bullet) with a magazine of 20 rounds ( only load 15 because of old springs in magazine)
As for us being the world's policeman. We were stiffener troops. A platoon of our inf troops combined with a few CSS (Combat Service Support) troops mixed in with, and tasked to train/lead a couple of hundred 3rd world troops ( no insult, these 3rd world troops were sold most of the time, just poorly trained and kitted) .
The reason we were deployed to the UN was, frankly, money. Our government arranged that any Canadian forces used by the UN would be paid by the UN. Basically, the Canadian government got a "credit" for its soldiers deployed with the UN. This "credit" was applied against Canada's UN bill.
As for our present military readiness, well i have taken up enough of your time so, to sum up, we are exhausted. We pushed all we could into Afghanistan. At its end we shipped everything home and reused it. Yes, years of hard battlefield service and then shipped home and handed back to the units. Add the massive loss of troops from , retirement, burnout, and suicide ( note, these losses were composed of most of our experienced leaders and instructors), and then to top things off we changed government to a group that has admitted to believing that soldiers are not required in this "more enlightened time" and so cut basic maintenance programs, and looked to replace antique equipment with outher countrys worn-out cast offs, while ignoring/cutting benefits to disabled veterans.
As you imagine the thought of joining a army that is used for "stability tasks" in war-torn countries, equipped with 2nd hand cast offs and relics, by a government that is neither willing to admit to the public that you are going, or to help soldiers recover/live with the injuries caused by their service, isn't high on the average teenager.
The only advantage we have, and the one governments from the beginning of Canada have depended on, is we are adaptable. 😅 snd crazy in a fight 😊
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3rd Brigade, 101st was a special place to serve, especially 3/187. I reported in early 2002, when the Brigade was one of the first in Afghanistan. I missed that deployment, but six months after they returned, we were all in Kuwait staging for the Invasion. I left 3/187 in 2004, but I will say that there was a high level of pride and esprit de corps during my time there. We were expected to know the unit's history, including that 3/187 was the highest decorated Airborne-designated unit in the Army. When I reported as an E-1, we wore five awards of the Presidential Unit Citation-Army (PUC), a Valorous Unit Award (VUA), two Meritorious Unit Commendations (MUC), and an Army Superior Unit Award (ASUA) as temporary decorations. The battalion also had a Navy PUC, Philippine PUC, and Korean PUC. In 2003, we added another PUC and a MUC, and over the years since I left there were a number of other unit awards added.
One thing I was always told was that there are a handful of battalions in the Army that officers pre-selected for service in 75th Ranger Regiment are sent to, 3/187 being one of them. Of course, officers in 75th RGR need previous leadership time, and sure enough, a lot of our Lieutenants left for 75th Ranger after we returned from Iraq. One was a freakish runner (something like a 9-minute 2-mile-run time), and when I was on recruiting duty years later, sure enough, that former 2LT I knew was a MAJ in 75th RGR and was pictured in the desk calendars we handed out. I've had 1SGs call 3/187 a "Baby Ranger Battalion", and when CSM Hardy, a career Ranger, spent a couple of years in the 101st waiting for a position to open in Regiment, he served as an OPs SGM for a few months before taking over as CSM for the Iron Rakkasans. Another seemingly close relationship between units and personnel assignments is between the Rakkasans and the 3rd US Infantry Regiment "The Old Guard" (TOG). COL Joe Buche had been a CPT in 3/187 during the Gulf War before taking over a company in TOG. He assumed command of 3/187 in 2003, then took over as the TOG Regimental Commander (RCO) in 2007. Also, Joseph B. Conmy (the building where most DA Retirements take place on Fort Myer is named after him) commanded 3rd BDE, 101st during the Battle of Dong Ap Bia (Hamburger Hill), and had also been a TOG RCO.
The 101st is truly unique in its capabilities. I used to urge Soldiers to attend Air Assault School if they had the chance to go to one school. During my first TOG tour, Air Assault and Airborne were fairly easy to get, but I'd tell the Soldiers that AASLT is the more useful, UNLESS they were planning to go to an Airborne unit. Air movement operational planning, sling load operations, and even the rappelling phase are all useful, and the physical requirements are a bit more stringent, with the obstacle course and ruck marches.
I never went back to the 101st. I loved my time there, but as a Rakkasan I'd have wanted to go back to 3/187. Considering the Army Regimental System was essentially done away with, I might have ended up in another brigade entirely. Everyone knows about Regimental affiliation, but few know that until the early 2010s there was a regulation behind it. Essentially, a Soldier could go to Fort Campbell in the 1970s and be assigned to 3/187, PCS to Panama and got to 1/187, then return to Campbell with a guarantee of going back to 3/187. The grass is always greener and the best units are the one you're going to and the one you just left. I knew a repeat assignment would be disappointing, and this proved true during my second TOG tour.
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I marshalled out a lot of airplanes when I was in the US Air Force. It had crossed my mind; one pilot, 5 of us line people assigned for preflights, etc; all the people in the specialty shops, fuel truck/driver, his organization, kitchen staff, housing staff, housing maintenance, payroll, medical, recreation, on and on...all to get that one pilot off the ground with no stuffed up nose and a stuffed belly.
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When I was 10, I had to move up to russia from ukraine with my mom in 1999, we were pretty poor, so yepp, I remember the times of going to school without having any meal in the morning, or some tea with cookies and I had no meal with me from home to eat at school, also, we had a buffet at school, but we had no free school food, even though, my mom paid something monthly like everybody did to our "free school", if you didn't, your kid would have a worser grades, teachers would point at this kids, and a lot of other stuff like that, so in the buffet you could by pirozhki, candies, 3 in 1 coffee, tea.., I even remember the times when I had a stomach ache, but I was not sure why I had it, once or twice I went to the medic in school, she said that I am lying about my stomach, because I want to go home and not study in school, ofcourse I would love that ANY DAY like 95% of pupils in class, but I no, I had a stomach ache, so she checked me, said that it feels like I have an empty stomach and she asked me - Did you eat in the morning? I was so scared to say that I didn't, so I replied - Ofcourse I did! I didn't wanted my mom to have problems, cuz my dad at the time was nowhere near and I was with mom, only person I knew in russia. So the medic put me back to class and I had to try not to fall asleep and fight hunger, lol. Since my mom was a ballerina (how stereotypical for the USSR, right?) she worked 2-3 jobs of teaching kids and adults to dance, and she had some concerts sometimes where she took me with her, sometimes it was the military units places where her girls, women danced to soldiers (nothing more) on some official and not concerts. And I remember when I could just go anywhere and explore the military bases, units, hangars with some old soviet tanks, cars and sometimes even weapons, yes, not everytime, few times I had a soldier with me that had to look after me, they showed me how some stuff works, but I remember how most of the time they were just bored to be with me and wanted to go to talk to girls that were not dancing, they just told me to behave and not touch anything of military equipment, of course I almost didn't, haha, so I had like 2 or so hours to walk around, I remember seeing soldiers on duty with AK, I guess they were instructed about some kid like me or so because they never said a thing to me, or they just didn't care that a kid is walking around at base, but since the invasion of Ukraine and all those lack of discipline, those memories started to arise from my memory, because I remember clearly how I asked soldiers about what they were doing here in the army, and they only reply was - marching many times every day, keeping the areas of the base clean, and dismantling weapons, I even asked some older officer the same question once, and he replied something like - they do nothing here, they just play the fool. The best thing I remember from this experience if a military food, naval pasta and tea, but it was good probably because I had nothing the whole day, and it felt like gold on an empty stomach. When I moved back to Ukraine in 2004 when I was 15, and got into cadet military school, it was way better experience than in russia, Nizhny Novgorod (6 hrs from Moscow) we were still poor, but we had food in school, free food everyday, (not sure how was it in an average school), but we had food, extra yummies was to take bread and put it into your side pockets on military pants and eat it later, when it is dry and crusty, our officers hated us doing that because it was "not a good look for a cadet" if some high rank officer would see us or even our parents, lol, but we still did it, we had no sweet stuff at the military kitchen, so to eat some once a week or month was like a heaven when the buffet was open in studying campus. I hated cadet school because we had to train a lot and be disciplined, and I always remembered thinking - damn, I wish we had less stuff to do here as I saw in russian army when I was 10 🤣.
Cool story Ryan, thank you, keep the stories coming.
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Ha! Ha! A specialist is like a senior private.
Yep. As you lightened your gear, when I first arrived in my unit in
I Corp Vietnam, I weighed 155 also, and was assigned an M60 and accompanying ammo belts, and all the other gear. And like you, I found a way to slightly lighten the burden. Took the camo cloth off the steel pot, took the steel pot off the fiberglass inner liner, put the camo cloth over the liner, tucked the bottom edge under, next to itself, and carried on.
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LOL! 😂
I know Bradleys because I was an M2A2 Bradley IFV 45T10 turret mechanic. You ship these bad boys to Ukraine and the Russians are in for a world of hurt.
Now I'm not saying that the M2 Bradley is the be-all, end-all of warfare in a "near-peer" engagement, but when you combine the firepower of the 25mm chain gun and the "hell-on-a-wire" of the TOW2 missile supporting a tank, some right serious shit's gonna go down.
Make no mistake, the M2 has it's flaws, but this is exactly the deployment the Bradley IFV was designed for.
Just to add a little background, I was the lead M2 turret services mechanic for 2/7 INF BN, 24th ID during my active duty days from 1992-95. My previous MOS was 12B10 Combat Engineer. I was attached to the scout platoon of HHC 2/7 as their "forward mechanic" and performed 12B duties as well. Any 45T mech worth a shit had a notebook of common M2 turret faults and how to fix them without busting out the STE-ICE diagnostic gear (think OBD-II tool the takes up an entire Snap-On van to haul around).
If you've got your head screwed on straight, keeping a Bradley in working order isn't a tough job. Once the crew learns the peculiarities of the system, they're good to go. The gun is fully stabilized and the TOW system (on early models) needs the M2 to be nearly stationary, but once you're familiar with the system, it's just fucking deadly.
Combine the Bradley's ability to suppress enemy armor and it's ability to haul infantry at "combat speed," using them in a combined-arms scenario with armor and artillery support vs the Russians is just gonna be a slaughter.
Remember: You can take ground with armor and/or air power. But you can't keep it without infantry. When you combine the speed of maneuver of armored warfare with the screening and holding power of infantry, you have a recipe for victory.
Yes, tank-on-tank warfare is usually decided by who gets the first shot. But when you have a tank, an IFV, and dismounted infantry looking for threats, the chance of being the one to see the enemy first goes up drastically. Tanks and IFVs at best have two persons each scanning for threats. When you add a dismounted infantry squad you get six more sets of eyes on the battlefield with the M2.
Now if we compare a the "eyes" available between an M2 Bradley paired with a modern tank and a BMP2 similarly paired with a modern tank, the BMP comes out ahead as they generally carry 7 troops vs the Bradley's 6 - so you get 10 sets of eyes with a Bradley and tank vs the 11 sets with a BMP2 and a tank.
However, the Russians don't use them in this manner. Doctrine notwithstanding, Russian commanders aren't using IFVs and tanks in "combined-arms" settings. This means that a proper M2/MBT (main battle tank) pairing has 10 sets of eyes scanning for targets vs the Russian's two sets.
When armor kills are generally decided by who sees whom first, you do the math.
And when a Bradley lases your position, you're going to experience a "significant emotional event".
Segway:
I drove an M113 as a "combat mechanic" on active duty. They get a lot of shit for their shortcomings, but I can say first hand that they can drive places an infantryman can't walk.
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My plan would be a variation of Ryan's ; the Bradley probably carries 2 Javelins, as well as one M249 gunner. Here are the various steps :
1) The automatic rifleman with his M249 sneakily takes position around the top of Hill 127, to ensure he has a good field of fire, especially on the T-72. If 3 crewmen disembark from the T-72 and don't show signs of surrendering, he should gun them down, or at least suppress them.
2) The Javelin team fires at the T-72, from a position at least 30m away from the M249 and 100m away from the M2, and immediately takes cover to reload.
3) If the T-72 isn't destroyed, the M2 fires a TOW.
4) If the T-72 isn't destroyed, the M2 fires a second TOW.
5) If the T-72 isn't destroyed, the M2 uses its M242 on the T-72. At the same time, if the T-72's tank commander pops his head out of the turret, the AR hoses the tank commander, killing him or reducing the tank's situational awareness.
6) As soon as 5) begins, the Javelin team runs to a firing position to engage the T-72 with its last missile, and then immediately runs away.
With up to 2 Javelins and 2 TOWs fired at the T-72, as well as several bursts of the M242, I doubt the T-72 would still be combat effective.
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@RyanMcBethProgramming With love and respect, I think your analysis is missing the fact that COVID is still a prevalent disease and disproportionately affects immunocompromised people and those with serious health issues, populations which overlaps strongly with poverty. Masking up is still a highly practical public health measure, especially when congregating in large social groups.
New York also has some pretty deep traumatic memory of first-wave COVID, since we literally parked 10 freezer trailers behind the Manhattan OCME office. We lost hundreds a day, opened mass graves, and more in that city.
Masks also became a measure of respect in New York. When our neighbors were dying and our hospitals were overrun and Times Square was abandoned, masks were a way to not just protect ourselves, but to show each other that we were willing to be mildly inconvenienced in order to literally not unknowingly kill our neighbors. And there were BIG social divides in NYC between people who chose to mask up, and people who chose not to.
I'm not discounting the social belonging elements you describe, and the need to belong is indeed powerful. But your analysis perhaps misses a practical level of personal protection, and some context-specific history. Hope this is helpful.
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In the British army, 0 (zero) is the leader. So, asking for Charlie 4-0 would be the leader of Charlie-4, whatever Charlie-4 may be. "Charlie Charlie 1" is a collective call to all stations, and also the fastest way to become the least popular person on the radio, especially if you end with 'over'. Furthermore, asking to speak to 'Sunrise' is a way of asking to speak to the actual of a callsign. For example, rather than saying "Bravo-1-3-zero actual, this is Bravo-1-2-zero, message over", you would say "Bravo-1-3-zero, this is Bravo-1-2-zero, fetch sunrise, over"; it's roughly equivalent to saying "Hello slave, this is me, get your leader you pathetic little shit".
Caveat, I've not served for many years now, and may be remembering a few things poorly, or out dated.
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My Aunt, after the War, at 9 years of age, was the youngest triallist of Penicillin, for the public's use in the UK. She had been kicked in the shin by a boy at school (in the playground) and the infection got deep into the bone. She was taken to what is now Northolt aerodrome, it might've been called something different during wartime ops, along with about 30 others, ranging widely from her, through to a 70 year old man. she was (by her own admission) bored stiff as literally she had to be bedridden, in a draughty Billeting dorm, with just two pot belly stoves to heat the 'ward' and a desked nurse at one end... and told everyone had to be silent whilst her fluids (blood, Urine etc) were tested during the day and I believe dosages were administered twice daily... iirc the trial was 3 weeks, possibly 4... the wound healed and she returned to school, still has the scar today.
But yeah, If you've needed Antibiotics as a Kid, you can probably thank my aunt.
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Dear Ryan, in defense of you're being a "mediocre" sergeant, l spent 28 years in the California Dept of Corrections. I suffered through riots, stabbings, abysmal leadership, changing and idiotic mandates, injuries to my friends through stupid management decisions and due to the tenacious evil of the convicts we managed as they were incarcerated. I found that there were two management or supervisory styles. There is the "cowboy" method. And there is the "shepherd" method. Cowboys drive the cattle though whips, yells, and bumping their horses into the sides of the herd. Grief, anger, and irritation is the method to get the head to go the right direction. The mission is accomplished. Yet, the anger is sullen, and resentment indemic. Then there is the shepherd. The military mission is to take care of your people, and to accomplish the mission. Jesus was a shepherd. He carried a big crook, and He beats off the wolves, and thieves, and He protects His sheep. And He knew His sheep's names, and He leads them to water and feed. And because He protects them....sacrificially, they follow Him because they know His voice. There are no "leadership" whips, yells, or pushing. I applied this in my career, at much expense to my own advancement, while never conceding to the inmates desire to cause chaos or the administration desire to try some new stupid theory of inmate management, as is going on now. I had to make tough decisions concerning staff illegal actions, some of which resulted in arrest and incarceration. But the good troops, the officers backed me. I was likable, yet, the troops followed me. You could say l had a "mediocre" career. But my good staff, and indeed the inmates too, were as safer because of it. I made many handshake deals to accomplish what needed to get done, because OP's and procedures made it impossible to get the work done. So Ryan...bask in your mediocrity. You brought all your troops home. And that asshole sergeant who didn't like you, can shove his leadership where the sun don't shine. You were the backbone of our military, and God bless you for it.
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Bradley maintains pos, 5 dismounts get into the forest/foliage, if T72 hasnt moved or acted infantry acquires direct LOS, keeps weapons at the ready untill the Bardley joins them if the T72 engeages one the other engeages back.
After infantry do some investigation and cant find any enemey (including the Crew of the T72 to other possible T72s on their route to the battalion)
If nothing has been found, engeage the T72 with the chain gun from the behind, pack up and get chow to the rest of the team.
If other tracks and signs of other enemey tanks have been found set up ambush positions, keep the infantry roughly in the same spot or put them a little further to engeage them from behind if possible place the Bradley back into the initial position to engeage T72s with whatever theyve got.
If enemey crew is found and it seems like they are willing to surrender, assign two dismounts to escort them back to the battalion while Bradley maintains overwatch at the initial spot, when prisoners are delivered Bradley picks up the dismounts and goes to deliver chow.
If they dont surrender, engeage them with the Bradley, dont risk getting your dismounts hit. A crew of a T72 dont tend to carry AT capabilities aside from their tank.
This pretty much what i would do in an RTS
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2 weeks to change a label?
Really?
Let’s see..
10 minutes to locate the responsible code.
30 seconds to modify it.
10 minutes to compile and test.
15 minutes to fix the fix.
QA sees it the next day and puts in in their queue.
A test plan is drafted the same day.
QA managers approve the test plan the next day, and testing begins promptly. QA finds issue with the update not fixing the same typo in the logging and it’s sent back to programming.
Programming fixes it the next day and sends it back to QA. QA passes it and…the following day (day 5 if you’re keeping track) A QA reviewer approves the testing and results. But we’re not really on day five here. More like day ten - support had to talk to the user, troubleshoot the issue, and then convince a manager that ‘yes, it’s really critical that we spell ‘color’ with a U’, getting the ‘bug’ approved for an immediate fix - all of which takes back and forth - so by now we’re business day 10 (friday of week 2 after the initial complaint). It’s only noon, but updates ship out starting in 4 hours, and that update for release was cut on Tuesday. You’re not going to cut a new update and ship it the same day - that’s how you create a multi-site outage that lasts all weekend… No, you sit on it. Monday rolls around - you do nothing - it’s not time to cut a new build. Tuesday rolls around. You cut new builds on Tuesdays, so you… do nothing. You cut releases every other Tuesday, so this fix sits for another five business days. Finally, business day 17 rolls around after the initial complaint, and you compile all the fixes for the past two weeks into a new build, and hand that build to QA for testing. Just 3 more days and you can ship it - congrats.
Except the automated tests for the release build start failing - the button the automation looks for can’t be found, some idijit went and changed it’s name, of all things, so now QA has to update only 42 automated tests and approve all the changes before this fix can actually ship, assuming that those fixes don’t go and break anything else.
Don’t worry - we’ll have the fix to you by third quarter.
You want a year with that commitment? Dunno. This year, next year… it’ll ship by third quarter, just don’t ask us to do anything silly like commit to a delivery year.
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Pull up a sandbag, Ryan...In the Australian Army we used SUNRAY for the boss and SUNRAY MINOR for the 2IC of whatever unit or sub-unit. The sub-unit has a callsign so for Btn HQ (c/s is 'FOX2) to call Bravo company to speak to the O.C. you call the unit as .."Two Bravo this is FOX2 fetch sunray over'. No need to say 'FOX2BRAVO as it is a closed net and as you said, you want to keep it short. The platoons would be designated 4,5,6 (A Coy has 1,2,3, C Coy 7.8.9 etc) so if Company HQ wanted to speak to the platoon leader of 6 Pl it would be 'Bravo 6 this is Two Bravo, fetch sunray, over". If the 6 Pl OC wanted to speak to the corporal in charge of A section it would be ' Bravo 6 Alpha, this is Bravo 6, fetch sunray, over." Radio nets would generally be the company net, the battalion net and the brigade net so a platoon could talk between sections and to company HQ on one net and company could talk to battalion on another and battalion to brigade on a third but a section or even a platoon couldn't jump the hierarchy without switching freqs... and copping it from the Battalion Sigs officer. Most likely the Pl OC wouldn't know the frequency for Battalion or Brigade for operational security reasons, just the other companies and possibly arty support and air support, usually co-ordinated at battalion level. We say 'WAIT' (pause to check details or long message)and 'WAIT OUT' if it's going to take a while but we haven't finished our conversation. We never say 'REPEAT' unless calling in artillery; always 'SAY AGAIN'. Now this was in the 70s and 80s with Vietnam war era PRC77 sets as our main radio. I have no idea how it is today with diggers having individual radios and go-pros and silk undies. Corps have callsigns; engineers HOLDFAST, MPs BULLDOG, Infantry FOXHOUND and so on. They add another level of complexity to the story... Thank you so much for the 'over and out' comment. Drives me up the wall. Fatman Faffing OUT.
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First, I used to do what Johnny Harris does, which is to make issue related television documentaries, and I did long format shows (his award winning NYT documentary is 14 minutes long). So I am familiar with the process, but also the comparative limitations a guy like Johnny Harris has to operate in, because my days are long gone. Very few people are spending that kind of money on documentaries, and if they are, the shows are probably about true crime or celebrities.
Jonny Harris lives in the new internet/YouTube universe (as do you). There is comparatively little time to really find out about things you are ignorant about and corners have to be cut. Google has to suffice for a lot of research. And there are comparatively fewer people checking up on your facts (unless the video attracts the attention of Ryan McBeth) because there are about a billion people making Youtube videos every day.
This is not to say that Jonny Harris is a bad guy, or a deliberate liar, or any of that. He is just dancing too fast for his shoes in an internet environment which allows little time and a lot of pressure.
According to his Wikipedia page, his father-in-law is the captain of a ballistic missile submarine (SSBN), so you can't say he has no personal knowledge about the military, although maybe his father in law doesn't talk about work at home, what with national security and all.
I also think in this piece we are seeing very typical liberal biases about military spending which many people have (and I think he made this video to appeal to people with those biases). I used to have a lot of the same biases myself.
He is also using a lot of easy-to-understand graphics and animation to make his points and (at least in your clips) no actual interviews with people who might really present a deep understanding of the information. And that is because, doing that would require taking a crew to Yale or someplace where weapons are manufactured and doing interviews with people saying actual facts they know from their own actual professional experiences, or even using Zoom to do that. He is also projecting a lot of his personality into his on-camera pieces, as a television anchor does, creating a brand, as you suggest. But personality is not the same as facts.
So the bottom line to me is that you just are not going to find much serious in-depth information on Youtube. What you are going to find is going to be pretty thin or pretty simple, how to fix a lawn mower or the correct way to string a guitar. Ryan McBeth is unusual in that regard but Ryan limits his work to things he can actually comment on from a perspective of personal knowledge and experience—or he takes the time to track down the information to satisfy his own standards.
Thanks for this, Ryan, I found it fascinating.
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In a war a little over 30 years ago, I was assigned to an M1A1 mine plow tank. 2 months before that, I had never seen one (mine plow). Now, I was in charge of one. We advanced because some scout's had marked a mine field in front of a wire obstacle and trench with enemy in it, the night before. We stopped behind a small mound to point in the right direction (once the plow is deployed, it is extremely hard to turn). Dropped the plow, buttoned up, drove up on the plow and then started advancing on the mine field. Started taking small arms fire but did not identify any hard targets that were not already destroyed by the Air Farce. I heard a loud thump or 3 as we rolled mines out of our way but nothing more then sound. We hit the wire and as we were in direct contact with the enemy, we just kept going forward until we could find a safe place to lift the plow (driver has to expose himself to latch it down). I guess Iraqi doctrine dictated they stay in their trenches as a tank drives over them, so they can engage it from the rear. Well, that plow went through 1st and basically, scooped up everything in the trench and stuffed it into the other side of the trench wall. Ever heard rabbits scream? Heard that above all the other sounds. As we straddled the trench, we slewed the turret sideways, lowered the main gun and aimed at the first zig or zag of the trench, which was pretty far away. We then fired the main gun. Trench instantly cleared. A lot of people surrendered within the next 5 or so seconds. My gunner was suppose to fire coax but had it switched to main gun and we had a HEAT round in the chamber. The worst part after all that was digging all the wire wrapped up in the track and sprocket that had bits of other 'stuff' mixed in. Gooey stuff.
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I'm retired US Navy, and I know I nearly always start a post saying that but I want you to know where I'm coming from. In the Navy I worked on aircraft avionics, and that includes displays. Yes, I know aircraft are NOT tanks and tanks are NOT aircraft however.... military grade displays are something I know a LOT about. What worries me far, far, FAR more is spalling. Spalling is something that is hard to avoid, but imagine a chunk of metal smacking into a display.... its an instant shotgun. Imagine 6 or 7 displays being hit... no one survives. OH and clean up after a display has popped? CRT big chunks of glass is everywhere, LCD its shards of plastic and goo, and, AND, you can't get all of it.... so...yeah.
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EXCELLENT!!! I loved it! I'm ex Army aviation, Sikorski "Skycrane" helicopter's. Did my thing at Ft. Sill, OK. 74-76.
Our unit used to do 6 gun lifts of the 105's. If I recall correctly it weighed just over 19,000 lbs, complete with the rigging equipment. I was young and bored and I would go on the training missions, when I got the chance, and would help with the rigging of the lift. The centerpiece was a heavy, thick, roundish plate of steel with 6 equally spaced holes on the outer circumference that would accept the towing end of the 105's. From there they would be pinned to the plate and other rigging would be attached to keep the guns separated during the airlift. Finally the lifting straps would be connected and brought up to a center point and connected into a single point that would be inserted into the Cargo Hook of the Helicopter. We would fold up the lengths of the straps and then use masking tape to keep them folded to prevent any tangling as the helicopter began to bring them tight as it was hooked up and bringing the rigging tight, just before it was going to lift the load into the air. The masking tape would simply tear apart as the straps became tight.
It was great! Especially when you were only 17 year's old!!!
I didn't want to edit this but I wanted to mention that Ft. Sill was the Army's Artillery base and training school and range. So our unit supported the Artillery unit's. I also remember going on pilot training missions and riding along with the crew in the cockpit, the Skycrane has room for a jumpseater in it's cockpit. We would pick up an armored personnel carrier, which I think weighed in at around 22,000 lbs. The helicopter was the "B" Model, and was redlined at 25,000 lbs on the hook. Then we'd fly around with it underneath for a while until this one point in the training of the pilot's was reached. They would take it up to altitude, I forget how high exactly but it was over like a thousand feet. They would get the helicopter to hover in that spot with the load AND THEN, wham!!! The pilot would open the hook electrically! All of a sudden the helicopter was 22,000 lbs lighter than it was just a second ago!!! I loved it!
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I had 14 radio operators and they all came back alive from Nam.
While under my authority, I was not well liked: had them constantly on a rotation of guard duty, they were never an RO for any entity on a consecutive basis, I made them take six canteens water not two on patrol and changed their canteens to non-metallic, they carried four bandoleers ammo for getting ammo to whoever needed on the spot, and made them do PT every morning before morning chow and company formation, I did surprise inspections on all their gear and gave one Marine a month 10 days R&R on Guam.
We got back to the world, Camp Pendleton, and all got reassigned. I was hard on them and when they saw the light, they lined up to see me pass to a bus to my new unit.
I about cried .. they were at attention and saluting finely. They came to ready-to, then relaxed and filed by me giving words of thanks and admiration. Each Marine gave me the warmest, most gracious, keenly friendly hand shake I ever known.
Leadership makes Marines, saves lives, and makes your subordinates very well aware of their personal growth in discipline, professional knowledge and ability, and trains them to be
Leaders ...
Semper Fi
GO NAVY
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I had a “I’m gonna meet Saint Peter if I don’t do something” moment while working in construction as a young apprentice Boilermaker. I stupidly used my foot to kick a sling of scaffolding boards that were hung up on the remaining scaffolding while we were disassembling that level. My boot got caught in the load and drug me off the scaffolding and I was hanging 50 feet above the ground with one boot stuck in boards and my arm wrapped around the handling of the walkway. Nothing but air between me and the ground. I twisted my arm to maintain my hold on the wire rope and was slowly being lifted by the crane upside down off the scaffolding. A crewman saw my predicament and stopped the lift, ran to me and grabbed my wrist. He held onto me as the signalman slowly lowered me, pulling me back onto the scaffolding. Luckily for me, that guy was a huge , tough, badass black boilermaker named Rufus Jackson. He drug all 220 pounds of me back onto the scaffolding and saved my life. (Actually I was probably a couple of pounds lighter from pissing my pants.)
Rufus saved my life. And I gave myself the extra few seconds by twisting my arm into the wire cable handline. After the excitement, my General Foreman offered to let me leave work and go home for the rest of the day.
I turned down his offer and said, “If I leave now, I won’t ever come back to work.” I stayed on the job . And spent the next decade traveling across North America, building power plants, refineries and processing facilities. And I never kicked another load with my boot. One mistake was enough for me.
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101st Abn (Air Assault) & FT Campbell KY Soldier of the Year 1978 here. Excellent presentation, Ryan, as is ALL of your work! SO very much has changed, has grown and matured in Air Assault in the 45 years since I moved on, but COURAGE, I see, remains at the core of all things. To you I call out, "Currahee!" and Ryan, you would answer "Air Assault!" And the same to all the Vets, new and old, this former Soldier of the 101st Abn, calls out a 1/506th CURRAHEE! Greeting!
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