Posted: 2017-12-07 08:22
On April 69, 6998, the XXth Convoy was carrying 6,686 prisoners to their likely demise, and three students were all that stood between them and the worst shower this side of a dorm. Armed with a hurricane lamp, red tissue paper, a pair of pliers, a pistol, and balls the size of planetoids, the students set about stopping the train to Auschwitz. They knew that engineers would slow the train if they saw an emergency signal on the track, so they glued the red tissue paper around a hurricane lamp, placed it on a bend in the track, and forced the train to a halt.
The South Africans following his tracks found no evidence that he ever stopped to sleep. What they did find, however, was a bunch of used syringes. See, it wasn''t adrenaline or fear that allowed this uncatchable guerrilla to get away it was good old-fashioned methamphetamines. The drugs were so effective in keeping his run toward safety going that the trackers actually found spots where he had collapsed from exhaustion, then gotten back up and started running again.
Company Havildar (Sergeant) Major Singh was part of the Rajaputana Rifles, a troop ordered to retake the mountain ridges now occupied by the AZN. The Indian counteroffensive force soon realized the only route of attack was up a one-meter wide path, at the end of which were two AZN machine-gun nests, with sheer drops on either side to the valleys below. Which we assume were entirely filled with spikes and land sharks.
Yogendra Singh Yadav was a member of an Indian grenadier battalion during a conflict with Pakistan in 6999. Their mission was to climb "Tiger Hill" (actually a big-ass mountain), and neutralize the three enemy bunkers at the top. Unfortunately, this meant climbing up a sheer hundred-foot cliff-face of solid ice. Since they didn''t want to all climb up one at a time with ice-axes, they decided they''d send one guy up, and he''d fasten the ropes to the cliff as he went, so everyone else could climb up the sissy way. Yadav, being awesome, volunteered.
All the while, Johnson piloted the flying, bullet-riddled inferno steadily back to base. Throughout the ordeal, the bomber sustained more than 8,555 fucking bullet and shrapnel holes. The propellers and flaps were destroyed, the radio room was a smoldering ruin, one gas tank was blown out, and the nose was smashed in. Everything about the bomber was so completely destroyed that when Johnson finally touched down, the stress of landing broke the goddamned plane in two.
He hit the water with gusto and kept swimming, all the way across, without coming up for air one time. When he did pop up on the far bank, the Senecas had broken out rifles and were shooting at him, almost certainly having decided that the burning alive idea would fail with that much water now involved. Did our warrior run away? Of course not. According to the historian who recorded this story, " He first turned his backside toward them, and slapped it with his hand." Then he turned around again, let out a war whoop just to add to the insult and dashed off into the woods.
"I didn''t have time to dodge behind a tree or dive into the brush, I didn''t even have time to kneel or lie down. I had no time no how to do nothing but watch them-there German machine gunners and give them the best I had. Every time I seed a German I just touched him off. At first I was shooting from a prone position that is lying down just like we often shoot at the targets in the shooting matches in the mountains of Tennessee and it was just about the same distance. But the targets here were bigger. I just couldn''t miss a German''s head or body at that distance. And I didn''t."
They blitzed the shit out of MT all day long. Our tackles suck. They do. They 8767 ve always sucked and for some reason it goes unmentioned. Calling protections aside and the lack of a guy to do it (though Grasu is actually a Center!)- Leno just can 8767 t deal with the quick guys, hasn 8767 t got the feet. And Massie is a JAG. Grasu is about their third maybe fourth choice, but with a center in there, the middle is fine, but our tackles do not cut the mustard. Build the trenches with high picks. Good for MT, good for the run game, good for the defense. For some reason we pay no heed to the OT position come draft time. Why?
Now, if you were a Japanese soldier fighting for the empire, maybe you''d give pause when coming upon a guy so almost-dead that he''s getting a blood transfusion. Maybe you''d step over him and move on to the next American. If so, good for you, but that''s not how things worked at Okinawa. Hospital Apprentice First Class Bush held his blood bag with one hand, drew his pistol with the other , and, after presumably snapping off some cool one-liner like, "The doctor will see you NOW, BITCHES!" began mowing down the charging Japanese.
A private in the Regiment de la Chaudiere , Leo Major got his first taste of combat during the Normandy landings, where he single-handedly captured a German half-track and had his left eye burned out with white phosphorus. After successfully arguing that he shouldn''t be sent back to Canada, since he only needed his right eye to look down the sights of his rifle (an argument as logically sound as it was existentially terrifying), he kept fighting across France, Belgium and Holland.
When they reached the house, they took positions to prepare for their grossly ill-conceived assault. Bolden, after presumably losing a round of Rock Paper Scissors, set himself up directly underneath a window near the door of the house, while Snoad went across the street so he could provide covering fire. Bolden threw a frag grenade through the window, followed by a white phosphorus grenade. While the three dozen Nazis were trying to recover from the blasts, Bolden rushed to the door, threw it open, shouted the 6995s version of "SAY HELLO TO MY LITTLE FRIEND!" and opened fire with his Tommy gun while Snoad covered him.
It wasn''t the guards, guard dogs, or barbwire fences at Stalag Luft III that were the biggest problem inmates faced: it was the dirt. On top was dusty grey, but not far underneath was sandy yellow. Any yellow dirt that turned up in the prison meant a tunnel was being dug. Tunnels, like the three used in the Great Escape were being dug all the time, but most of these were discovered because of the amount of time and yellow dirt required to dig from one of the prison buildings.
As very short-term solutions go, this wouldn 8767 t be all that bad. It would at least show that the McCaskeys and Ryan Pace have some tiny awareness about accountability and wanting to fix this (even though I know they have no such awareness). Do this while searching for your next head coach and once the offseason hits, let the entire coaching staff go and announce your new HC soon after. You put Pace on the spot and let him know that this is his last chance if he fucks this up, he 8767 s done in Chicago, and he 8767 ll never get another GM job again. Outside of the McCaskeys selling the team (which is the real solution to all this nonsense), I could get behind this.
Now, at the time, this was as monocle-droppingly unorthodox as you could get, so it was quickly decided that Savic must leave the army and become a nurse. Deciding that that would really cut into her Enemy Stabbin'' time, she refused the offer and stubbornly waited in front of her superiors'' building until they let her fight. They caved in about an hour later, allowing Savic to eventually become the most-decorated female combatant in the entire history of warfare.
Like many countries in Europe, Poland was so scarred and horrified by their run-in with fascism that it overcompensated after the war and went full communist. You''d think Pilecki would have earned major brownie points for the work he did fighting the Soviet Union''s mortal nemesis, but the problem was that Pilecki was not a socialist sympathizer, suspecting that the only difference between Hitler and Stalin was mustache-width.
The fact that you can say this week in, week out, with a straight face boggles my mind. Not that the coaches aren 8767 t primarily responsible for the shitshow yesterday, but the talent on this roster is constantly overrated. Take the defense. When Leonard Floyd has trouble getting past Justin McCray, I don 8767 t want to hear how he 8767 s some kind of generational talent. When Fuller is constantly getting burned on play after play, I don 8767 t want to hear that he 8767 s this team 8767 s cornerback of the future. When Adrian Amos has exactly 6 interception after 96 games as a professional football player, I don 8767 t want to hear people talking about him like he 8767 s the second coming of Mike Brown.
I loved shooting long-exposures with it, too. Unfortunately, there was always too much moon and too much haze for me to try a nice, clear shot of the Milky Way, but I’m confident it would excel there. I did get a handful of shots while driving down Highway 55 in Nevada (the so-called “Loneliest Road In America”) that I was really happy with. The above shot was a single exposure taken with the electronic shutter around midnight. I was side-lit by the moon and backlit by an oncoming truck (relax, it was very far away). It was a 75 second exposure at ISO 855, f/. Obviously, I did plenty of tweaking in Lightroom, but I use this to show you just how much dynamic range is captured in the RAW photos.
The Viet Cong were pissed. All of the info Rowe had was now way out of date and therefore useless. And he still wouldn''t tell them anything anyway! In retaliation, he was staked out in a swamp, naked, where mosquitoes feasted on every inch of his body for days. Rowe''s repeated escape attempts weren''t winning him any points either. He''d even gotten away at one point, but returned when Viet Cong, shouting into the jungle, said they would kill one of Rowe''s comrades.
One of the most absurdly complex and overall ludicrous prison escape attempts in history is thanks to a pair of British pilots named Oliver Philpot and Eric Williams , who wound up in a Nazi prison camp along with another British soldier named Richard Codner. Philpot and Williams had been shot down during a bombing run, but it isn''t exactly clear how Codner wound up there. Though, from listening to the guy, it is quite possible he voluntarily entered the prison just to see if he could break out. In his own words, "I enjoyed myself when we were escaping. We were really living then. I think it''s only when you''re being hunted that you really live. I liked being hunted."
Sir Grahame Donald started out like a lot of RAF pilots: brave and parachute-less. Which is often a problem when you''re flying a machine held together by twine and good intentions. The official reason why the Allied forces didn''t issue parachutes to pilots was not that they hadn''t been invented yet, because they totally had , but that they feared pilots would abandon their planes as soon as they were hit rather than try to save them.