Combat Approved did and English dubbed episode on the T-14
Combat Approved did and English dubbed episode on the T-14
Holy everloving christ. What a nightmare. This is about being 1000 feet under and everything going wrong. The story starts 16:00 in. First part is just about the sub.
Honestly, it's amazing how many people did actually survive, and while there's a definite view of this as what not to do in the submarine world it also shows that humans can be absolutely relentless in trying to live.
The T-14 is a formidable beastie tae be shure
Tanks are not the only area where the Russkies have gone McDonalds supersize.
Behind the T-14 is the Russian BTR-80 8x8 Amphibious Armoured Personnel Carrier
Compare the size of it to the tiny WWII Soviet T-20 tracked APC on the left. The tiny T-20 sat 6 blokes on 2 benches back to back in the rain. Amazingly there are 2 blokes inside the front compartment, a driver and a gunner. It is no bigger than the soviet Gaz-67 jeep in front
They even could squeeze 2 more on the back like Indian commuters at a pinch. It must have been painful on the coccyx sat on that back ridge for more than an hour.
Can you believe the humongous BTR-80 is only designed for 7 passengers and 3 crew. One less passenger than is perched on the tiny T-20 in the archive picture.
...don't talk to me about transports... ee' wen I were a lad we had 8 blokes on a T-20 Kosmolets and we were grateful.... Tell that to young folks these days...
Helicopter gunships are the new cavalry. Airmobile, more manouverable, and easier to redeploy across theatre boundaries.
In modern warfare, tanks and other heavy armor lack flexibility.
A proper bloke reminds us of those from long ago, fought a real war on his own terms.
*ANNUAL SHOUT OUT TO BARNEY *
John “Barney” Hines - The Mad Scouser
Private No 2296 John (Barney) Hines of the Australian Imperial Force, 45th Battalion. 27 September 1917.
'Barney' Hines was also a kleptomaniac who became known in the trenches as the "Souvenir King". But he was one of the bravest soldiers at the front and would have been decorated many times had it not been for his lack of military discipline.
He earned his nickname because of his incurable habit of hijacking medals, badges, rifles, helmets and watches from the bodies of the German dead - and, in some cases, of those he captured.
He brought the Kaiser's wrath down upon his head when a photographer took a picture of him on September 27,1917, showing him surrounded by some of his loot after the Third Battle of Ypres.
Prints were circulated among the Diggers and inevitably some fell into the
hands of German soldiers - from whence they made their way to the infuriated Kaiser.
Born in Liverpool, England, in 1873, Barney Hines was always a rebel. Of
Irish descent, he ran away to enlist in the army at the age of 14 but was dragged home by his mother.
Two years later he joined the Royal Navy and saw action during the Boxer
Rebellion when he served on a gunboat chasing pirates in the China Sea.
Discharged the following year, he went gold seeking around the world and was in South Africa when the Boer War broke out. He served throughout it as a scout with various British units.
His lust for gold continued and he searched for it in the US, South America and New Zealand. But he was working in a sawmill in Australia when World War I broke out in August 1914.
Despite being in his early 40s, he immediately tried to enlist but was turned down on medical grounds. Undeterred, he haunted recruiting centres until he was accepted to serve in France in 1916 as part of a reinforcement for the 45th Battalion.
And, once in France, the legend of this huge, powerful man who never showed fear, began.
He generally disdained conventional weapons such as his .303 rifle, preferring to go into action with two sandbags packed with Mills bombs.
His commanding officer had a brain wave and gave him a Lewis gun, which was an immediate success. Hines was entranced by its spraying effect and announced in his broad Liverpudlian accent: "This thing'll do me. You can hose the bastards down."
Another nickname he earned was Wild Eyes and at a later date the commanding officer was heard to say: "I always felt secure when Wild Eyes was about. He was a tower of strength in the line- I don't think he knew what fear was and he naturally inspired confidence in officers and men."
One of Hines' pastimes was prowling around collecting prisoners and loot with enthusiasm.
On one occasion, annoyed at the sniper fire from a German pill-box, he ran straight at it, leapt on it's roof and preformed a war dance while taunting the Germans to come out. When they failed to comply, Hines lobbed a couple of Mills bombs through the gun port. A few minutes later the 63 Germans who had survived staggered out with their hands above their heads. Hines collected his "souvenirs" before herding his prisoners back to the Australian lines.
Another time he came across a battered German dressing station. Creeping in,he found the surgeon standing over the operating table and, on tapping him on the shoulder, Hines was amazed to watch him topple over - dead from a shell splinter in the heart. Only one man had survived - ironically a wounded Tommy who was on a stretcher on the floor out of the blast. Picking the man up as if he were an infant, Hines carried him towards safety but he died before reaching allied lines. Hines lowered him gently to the ground -then returned to the loot in the dressing room.
His booty wasn't confined to portable keepsakes. At Villers-Bretonneux he liberated a piano which he managed to keep for several days until he was persuaded to give it away.
On another occasion he scored a grandfather clock which he carried back to the trenches. But, after its hourly chimes were found to attract German fire, his mates blew it up with - what else? - a Mills bomb.
In Armentieres he came across a keg of Bass which he started to roll towards the battalion. He was stopped by military police and told not to go any further with it. Unfazed, Hines left the keg and went ahead to round up fellow Diggers who returned to drink it on the spot.
When the AIF reached Amiens they found the beautiful cathedral city deserted. It was too much for Hines. He disappeared and was finally sprung by British military police in the vaults of the Bank of France where he had already squirrelled away millions of francs, packed neatly in suitcases.
He was hauled off for questioning by the British who, nonplussed on what to do with the reprobate, returned him to his unit. Later he was to boast that the escapade had cost him no more than 14 days' pay and that he had been allowed to keep the banknotes he had stuffed into his pockets.
But for all his incorrigibility, he was an outstanding, if unpredictable soldier who managed to capture 10 German soldiers single-handed.
There were some near misses, too. At Passchendale he was the only survivor of a direct hit on the Lewis gun nest. Blasted 20ms. and with the soles of his boots blown off, he crawled back, got the gun working and continued firing until he fainted from wounds in his legs.
Hines was also renowned for the party he held at Villers-Bretonneux after he found a cache of 1870 champagne and tinned delicacies. His mates were all decked out in top hats and dress suits which he had also acquired.
It was to be his last party for some time. Just after it ended he scored a bullet wound over his eye, another in his leg and a whiff of gas. Despite protests, he was hospitalised at Etaples, being almost blinded.
A few nights later the Germans bombed the hospital, causing 3000 casualties. Hines hauled himself out of bed, found a broom which he used as a crutch and spent all night carrying the wounded and dying to safety.
After that he was invalided home and, in the ensuing years, despite his wounds, he worked as a drover, shearer, prospector and timber cutter.
He volunteered for World War II and, when he was turned down - he was now in his 60s - he stowed away on a troop ship. He was caught before the vessel got through the Heads and put ashore.
After a colourful life, Barney Hines died, penniless, in the Concord Repatriation Hospital, Sydney, on January 30, 1958, aged 84.
'LEST WE FORGET'.
Rest In Eternal Peace and Tranquillity Barney.
^ i think all heavy kit is going to be rendered obsolete with cheap fast munition delivery systems. The days of manned conflict aside for setting boot on soil at the end are fast approaching. Its just becoming too expensive in both cost and lives. It won't take much soon to take out a whole carrier force no matter how good the anti missile net, it just won't be able to stop them all.
^Nice
The detailing on this beast is up yer arse.
This is the cab you climb in if you want to go somewhere
Eye-watering calibre
But who built this leviathan and what was its purpose?
1950s nuclear shell lobber built by the Soviets...in response to atomic Annie.
I think it's the 2a3 kondensator but it might be the even larger 2b1 oka, although that didn't enter service.
Garcon, a glass of fake seasonal bubbly pour mon ami Troy, qui est sur l'argent, mais oui
An utterly bonkers 406mm field gun capable of firing tactical ballistic nuclear bombs up to 25km away
You would need a sphincter of steel to be the bombardier on that bad boy
Check this out. Nuts how the military is always 10-20 years ahead tech wise. Back then, this was the highest tech plane out there.
Nah that's just some anti Russian bullshit on one of those youtube channels with the robo voice.
The US exercises with that carrier. China bought a Russian carrier off of Ukraine and rebuilt it. And then built a 3rd sister ship of the same design. They wouldn't have done that if it was useless.
There she is, cruising with a Nimitz
I am boning up on the youtubes on miniature jet engine construction and installation for my 1/32 frontline fleet to take this fight by remote control to the caucasus conflagration
These barmy boxheads with their fleet of 1/3 scale F-104 Starfighters are an inspiration and a sight to behold
Hats of you to sirs
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