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one hitter a quitter?This Is Our First Look At The Wolf Armored Fighting Vehicle That Aims To Replace The Bradley
This Is Our First Look At The Wolf Armored Fighting Vehicle That Aims To Replace The Bradley
Wolf is competing against a variant of the German-designed Lynx to become the Army's XM30 Mechanized Infantry Combat Vehicle.www.twz.com
Although I was never a regular passenger in Bradley's, I have very fond memories of 25mm autocannon support. The destructive power that weapon can produce against lightly armored and unarmored targets is ridiculous.
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the 25mm
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I'd like to think he was screaming of snack bars all the way down.One of them went flying
On anything short of a main battle tank, pretty much. The M242 Bushmaster Chaingun fires 25mm autocannon ammunition at 200-500 rounds per minute depending on setting. It can fire at targets up 6800 meters away.
It will chew up lightly armored vehicles like they are made of cardboard, and it can easily shoot through multiple buildings. It will literally turn human targets into a fine red mist and miscellaneous body parts. It is devastating to anything not heavily armored.
Even though it is not meant to take on MBTs, it can absolutely do so in the right conditions. Here is a video of a Ukrainian Bradley taking out a Russian T90 tank:
The T90 is Russia's premier MBT that is designed to shrug off IFVs like the Bradley. But the Ukrainian gunner smartly targeted the space betwe n the turret and body of the tank, which is vulnerable to certain 25mm ammo, likely either depleted uranium or APFSDS.
The M242 is one of my favorite heavy weapons. It is amazing for what it is and exceeded it's design parameters by a good margin, just like the Bradley itself.
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"Hello, I am Palestinian. 
And since honesty is so rare in my politics, let me confess a few things.
1947. The UN offered me a state. Alongside Israel. Borders, independence, recognition. I said no. My leaders promised that war would "drive the Jews into the sea." Instead, I lost everything and they called it a catastrophe. Not because they didn't offer me a state, but because I rejected it.
1948–2025. Arab states could have integrated me, given me rights, passports, dignity. Instead, they locked me in refugee camps for generations, so I would remain a weapon against Israel. They built palaces for themselves and prisons for me. They used me as propaganda, not as people.
1967. After another lost war, I could have built a state in the West Bank and Gaza. Instead, I insisted on "no peace, no recognition, no negotiations." Three noes. Fifty years later, I still have no state. Turns out, rejection doesn't pay the rent.
Oslo, 1990s. Israel said: "Let's try it." It gave me autonomy. Weapons for the police. Billions in aid. What did my leaders do? They stole the money, armed militias, and launched an intifada. Suicide bombings instead of schools. Rockets instead of factories.
Gaza, 2005. Israel left completely. No settlers, no soldiers. I had the chance to turn Gaza into a Mediterranean Singapore. I voted for Hamas. They turned it into Mogadishu by the sea. Billions in aid? Tunnels, rockets, and palaces for their leaders, while my people eat canned food in the dark.
Democracy? I haven't had elections in nearly 20 years. Hamas kills dissenters in Gaza. Fatah imprisons them in the West Bank. My leaders cancel elections because they're too busy fighting for power.
Religion. Instead of building a future, I put clerics on TV teaching children to hate Jews. I glorify "martyrs" who blow up buses. I raise my children with songs of blood and fire instead of books and science. I trade hope for holy war.
Arab world. Arab regimes call me "brother." But ask them how many Palestinians can live freely in Lebanon, Syria, Egypt, or Kuwait. They exclude me, but celebrate my death, because my death is their excuse.
Absurdity. I keep saying I want to "build a state." And ironically, right next door is Israel: the neighbor that built a thriving democracy, a tech powerhouse, farms in the desert, cities from dust. No oil, no infinite wealth, just courage. I could have learned, copied, collaborated. Instead, I chose envy and rage.
Anti-Jewish obsession. I could have accepted Jews as neighbors. I could have said: "Two nations, two states." Instead, I repeat: "From the river to the sea." Instead of displaying honor, hospitality, and rich Arab culture, I showed only the culture of the sword: anger, extremism, and blood. Instead of shouting salaam (peace) to Israelis, I shouted death to the Jews. And then I pretend to be surprised when Israelis don't trust me, when they're angry, disappointed, and convinced I don't want coexistence at all.
Responsibility. I blame Israel for everything. Always. My leaders steal billions? Israel's fault. Hamas fires rockets from hospitals? Israel's fault. I glorify death over life? Israel's fault. Responsibility isn't my strong suit.
I am Palestinian.
I could have built a nation, many times. I chose rejection, corruption, and endless war. I could have lived in peace with Israel, but I chose to live in the shadow of its destruction.
So yes, I am a victim. But too often, I am a victim of my own leaders, my own choices, and my own refusal to let go of hate.
And that, dear reader, is the tragedy no one wants to admit."
And since honesty is so rare in my politics, let me confess a few things.
1947. The UN offered me a state. Alongside Israel. Borders, independence, recognition. I said no. My leaders promised that war would "drive the Jews into the sea." Instead, I lost everything and they called it a catastrophe. Not because they didn't offer me a state, but because I rejected it.
1948–2025. Arab states could have integrated me, given me rights, passports, dignity. Instead, they locked me in refugee camps for generations, so I would remain a weapon against Israel. They built palaces for themselves and prisons for me. They used me as propaganda, not as people.
1967. After another lost war, I could have built a state in the West Bank and Gaza. Instead, I insisted on "no peace, no recognition, no negotiations." Three noes. Fifty years later, I still have no state. Turns out, rejection doesn't pay the rent.
Oslo, 1990s. Israel said: "Let's try it." It gave me autonomy. Weapons for the police. Billions in aid. What did my leaders do? They stole the money, armed militias, and launched an intifada. Suicide bombings instead of schools. Rockets instead of factories.
Gaza, 2005. Israel left completely. No settlers, no soldiers. I had the chance to turn Gaza into a Mediterranean Singapore. I voted for Hamas. They turned it into Mogadishu by the sea. Billions in aid? Tunnels, rockets, and palaces for their leaders, while my people eat canned food in the dark.
Democracy? I haven't had elections in nearly 20 years. Hamas kills dissenters in Gaza. Fatah imprisons them in the West Bank. My leaders cancel elections because they're too busy fighting for power.
Religion. Instead of building a future, I put clerics on TV teaching children to hate Jews. I glorify "martyrs" who blow up buses. I raise my children with songs of blood and fire instead of books and science. I trade hope for holy war.
Arab world. Arab regimes call me "brother." But ask them how many Palestinians can live freely in Lebanon, Syria, Egypt, or Kuwait. They exclude me, but celebrate my death, because my death is their excuse.
Absurdity. I keep saying I want to "build a state." And ironically, right next door is Israel: the neighbor that built a thriving democracy, a tech powerhouse, farms in the desert, cities from dust. No oil, no infinite wealth, just courage. I could have learned, copied, collaborated. Instead, I chose envy and rage.
Anti-Jewish obsession. I could have accepted Jews as neighbors. I could have said: "Two nations, two states." Instead, I repeat: "From the river to the sea." Instead of displaying honor, hospitality, and rich Arab culture, I showed only the culture of the sword: anger, extremism, and blood. Instead of shouting salaam (peace) to Israelis, I shouted death to the Jews. And then I pretend to be surprised when Israelis don't trust me, when they're angry, disappointed, and convinced I don't want coexistence at all.
Responsibility. I blame Israel for everything. Always. My leaders steal billions? Israel's fault. Hamas fires rockets from hospitals? Israel's fault. I glorify death over life? Israel's fault. Responsibility isn't my strong suit.
I am Palestinian.
I could have built a nation, many times. I chose rejection, corruption, and endless war. I could have lived in peace with Israel, but I chose to live in the shadow of its destruction.
So yes, I am a victim. But too often, I am a victim of my own leaders, my own choices, and my own refusal to let go of hate.
And that, dear reader, is the tragedy no one wants to admit."
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I gotta say, I found a good deal of respect for the rock thrower. Your position is definitely about to be overrun, you are apparently out of ammo, and your indefatigable warrior spirit drives you to pick up the only weapon you can - a stone - and hurl it with pure spite and aggression at your foes.
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Ukrainians Conduct First Aerial Drone CASEVAC
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First published on 19 October 2026, this Ukrainian footage is purported to show the first time CASEVAC was conducted by an aerial drone. While UGVs (Unmanned Ground Vehicles) have been used for quite some time by both the Ukrainians and Russians in this role, the aerial distinction marks a significant difference in difficulty, and thereby, achievement. Here, the footage from the drone's controllers is juxtaposed with the camera feed from the drone itself. It shows the wounded Ukrainian strapping in and holding on to a harness between a large, six-rotor drone. Interestingly, the details of the drone itself appear to be deliberately obfuscated, but we know the hexrotor drone is a model made by Gurzuf Defence. The rescue was reportedly conducted by the 92nd Separate Assault Brigade, and the footage was first shared by the 30th Mechanized Brigade, which suggests the wounded soldier belongs to that unit.
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First published on 19 October 2026, this Ukrainian footage is purported to show the first time CASEVAC was conducted by an aerial drone. While UGVs (Unmanned Ground Vehicles) have been used for quite some time by both the Ukrainians and Russians in this role, the aerial distinction marks a significant difference in difficulty, and thereby, achievement. Here, the footage from the drone's controllers is juxtaposed with the camera feed from the drone itself. It shows the wounded Ukrainian strapping in and holding on to a harness between a large, six-rotor drone. Interestingly, the details of the drone itself appear to be deliberately obfuscated, but we know the hexrotor drone is a model made by Gurzuf Defence. The rescue was reportedly conducted by the 92nd Separate Assault Brigade, and the footage was first shared by the 30th Mechanized Brigade, which suggests the wounded soldier belongs to that unit.