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Husky_Khan

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Today I stumbled upon an actual cavalry engagement that occurred in the opening month of World War Two. No it wasn't some mythological cavalry charge of Polish horsemen against German Panzers, or about the US Cavalry charge in the Philippines in January of 1942, or that of the Savoia Cavalry Regiment against Russian forces in the Soviet Union that same month... but a little engagement at Krasnograd with the Polish forces led by a Polish officer who would later have a bit of a storied career by the name of Wladyslaw Anders. He led the Nowogrodzka Cavalry Brigade in an effort to fight towards the Southern Polish border and to the neutral lands of Hungary and Romania in the closing weeks of the Polish Campaign.

 

Husky_Khan

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Doomsought

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Does horrifying count? I got something hair-raising from Ignition!
All sorts of efforts were being made, during the late 50's, to increase propellant densities, and I was responsible (not purposely, but from being taken seriously when I didn't expect to be) for one of the strangest. Phil Pomerantz, of BuWeps, wanted me to try dimethyl mercury, Hg(CH3)2, as a fuel. I suggested that it might be somewhat toxic and a bit dangerous to synthesize and handle, but he assured me that it was (a) very easy to put together, and (b) as harmless as mother's milk. I was dubious, but told him that I'd see what I could do.
I looked the stuff up, and discovered that, indeed, the synthesis was easy, but that it was extremely toxic, and a long way from harmless. As I had suffered from mercury poisoning on two previous occasions and didn't care to take a chance on doing it again, I thought that it would be an excellent idea to have somebody else make the compound for me. So I phoned Rochester, and asked my contact man at Eastman Kodak if they would make a hundred pounds of dimethyl mercury and ship it to NARTS.
I heard a horrified gasp, and then a tightly controlled voice (I could hear the grinding of teeth beneath the words) informed me that if they were silly enough to synthesize that much dimethyl mercury, they would, in the process fog every square inch of photographic film in Rochester, and that, thank you just the same, Eastman was not interested. The receiver came down with a crash, and I sat back to consider the matter. An agonizing reappraisal seemed to be indicated.
Phil wanted density. Well, dimethyl mercury was dense, all right — d = 3.07 —but it would be burned with RFNA, and at a reasonable mixture ratio the total propellant density would be about 2.1 or 2.2. (The density of the acid-UDMH system is about 1.2.) That didn't seem too impressive, and I decided to apply the reducto ad absurdum method. Why not use the densest known substance which is liquid at room temperature — mercury itself? Just squirt it into the chamber of a motor burning, say, acid-UDMH. It would evaporate into a monatomic gas (with a low Cp, which would help performance), and would go out the nozzle with the combustion products. That technique should give Phil all the density he wanted! Charmed by the delightful nuttiness of the idea, I reached for the calculator.
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I solemnly and formally wrote the whole thing up, complete with graphs, labeled it —dead pan —the "Ultra High Density Propellant Concept," and sent it off to the Bureau. I expected to see it bounce back in a week, with a "Who do you think you're kidding?" letter attached. It didn't.
Phil bought it.
He directed us, forthwith, to verify the calculations experimentally, and NARTS, horrified, was stuck with the job of firing a mercuryspewing motor in the middle of Morris County, New Jersey. Firing the motor wouldn't be any problem; the problem lay in the fact that all of the mercury vapor in the atmosphere would not be good for the health of the (presumably) innocent inhabitants of the county —nor for our own. So a scrubber had to be built, a long pipelike affair down which the motor would be fired, and fitted with water sprays, filters, and assorted devices to condense and collect the mercury in the exhaust before it could get out into the atmosphere. We had it built and were about ready to go, when the Navy decided to shut down —"disestablish" —NARTS, and ordered us to ship the whole mercury setup to NOTS. With a sigh of relief, we complied, and handed them the wet baby. Saved by the bell!
At NOTS, Dean Couch and D. G. Nyberg took over the job, and by March 1960 had completed their experiments. They used a 250- pound thrust RFNA-UDMH motor, and injected mercury through a tap in the chamber wall. And the thing did work. They used up to 31 volume percent of mercury in their runs, and found that at 20 percent they got a 40 percent increase in density impulse. (I had calculated 43.) As they were firing in the middle of the desert, they didn't bother with the scrubber. And they didn't poison a single rattlesnake. Technically, the system was a complete success. Practically—that was something else again
Now if you want to know just where one Phil Pomerantz wanted to test fire two different types of rockets with mercury for a propellant, I've marked it down for you here. Just go ahead and zoom out until you can see New York City.

By the way, Ignition! is a great read and made available free for download by the author.
 

ATP

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Story from Ukraine.
Tank regiment during soft winter found that they lack one of tanks,and there were incpection coming.So,officers decided to fake documents that tank was made for spare parts,and rest sold as scrape-metal.Part of it made into bell for orthodox church.

Then,after soft winter end,they discovered that tank under pile of unused coal/winter was soft,like i said/
What next? they really must did everything what they faked.

Story from Poland,but from commie time.One soldier was schoot in the back from AK47.Official version? suicide.
 
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Husky_Khan

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Israel successfully ambushing Soviet jets at 1970 (not Soviet-made Arab jets, a genuine Soviet squadron flown by Soviet pilots).

I remember reading about this in Kenneth Pollack's Arabs At War book and was kinda taken aback when I read about the ambush of actual Soviet pilots by the Israelis. Not too long ago, Binkov's Battleground actually covered it as well, in a disgustingly casual video format for all of the Zoomers out there to comprehend it.

 

Husky_Khan

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I learned about Lovina McCarthy Streight who accompanied her husband to the American Civil War. Her husbands first command was the 51st Indiana Voliunteer Regiment and she was known as "The Mother of the 51st" and spent her time as a nurse tending to the wounded and ill. Refusing to abandon those under her care, she was captured three times by Confederate forces and made a prisoner. Two times she was released under a prisoner exchange but the third time she facilitated her own escape with pistols she kept hidden under her skirt.

 

Husky_Khan

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Peter Debbins, the US Special Forces/Green Berets Captain who worked as a double agent on behalf of Russia.

Task and Purpose said:
Debbins, 46, was sentenced on Friday to more than 15 years in federal prison after admitting he passed secrets to Moscow for roughly the same amount of time. Yet despite his former teammate’s disbelief, court documents paint a troubling picture of a young, self-described immigrant “son of Russia” who grew up in Minnesota and came to be known by Russia’s GRU military intelligence service by the codename Ikar Lenikov without American intelligence knowing for more than two decades.

“Debbins betrayed his oath as an Officer, his Team, and the Special Forces community,” said Maj. Gen. John Brennan, the commander of the 1st Special Forces Command. “By putting his own loyalties first, and providing Russia information about the Special Forces, he risked lives of those he served with and, potentially, future Special Forces Teams.”

Indeed, Debbins’ former subordinate in the Germany-based 1st Battalion of the 10th Special Forces Group believes he will have to look over his shoulder for the rest of his life. “I will always fear for the safety of friends and family who could be targeted for their association with me,” he wrote.

 

ATP

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paulobrito

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Considering that soviets take many american POW from germans after 1945 and never released them,last american POW could still be alive in Russia.I read that Some were in Yelcyn times and he wanted send them home - but Busch was not interested.
Any hard data on that, or just your usual anti-Russian/Soviet bias?
 

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