Since the osprey had just finished its meal, I was hoping it would make a strafing run to clean its talons but apparently they were sufficiently groomed by stropping them (and beak as well) against the limb of its perch. Oh well, at least it gave me a close flyby as it headed away across Armand Bayou.

shot in Burglengenfeld with Leica Q

View around Gare Central in Brussels during rainy weather at night

Tank Hunter Squadron strafes the City Defense Force positions near Canal Street.

The island of Île Saint-Joseph is located off the coast of French Guiana in South America and is part of the Îles du Salut group. The now uninhabited island has been used as a prison and lunatic asylum since the middle of the 19th century. Due to the high mortality rate of the inmates exiled here, the island was nicknamed the ‘Island of Calm’ or ‘Dry Guillotine’. Visitors to Saint-Joseph can see the overgrown ruins of the prison buildings and the cemetery of the Îles du Salut prison administration. The many convicts who died on the island as a result of the inhumane prison conditions were fed to the sharks.

French Guyana 06.11.2016

Ruhestätte der Privilegierten

Die Insel Île Saint-Joseph liegt vor der Küste von Französisch-Guayana in Südamerika und gehört zur Gruppe der Îles du Salut. Die heute unbewohnte Insel wurde seit der Mitte des 19. Jahrhunderts als Gefängnis und Irrenanstalt genutzt. Aufgrund der hohen Sterblichkeit der hierher verbannten Insassen erhielt das Eiland die Beinamen 'Insel der Ruhe' oder 'Trockene Guillotine'. Besucher können auf Saint-Joseph die überwucherten Ruinen der Gefängnisgebäude und den Friedhof der Gefängnisverwaltung der Îles du Salut besichtigen. Die vielen auf der Insel infolge der unmenschlichen Haftbedingungen verstorbenen Sträflinge wurden an die Haie verfüttert.

Frz.-Guayana 06.11.2016

to nyah74..

Goldwater ranges near Gila Bend, Az.

Since the osprey had just finished its meal, I was hoping it would make a strafing run to clean its talons but apparently they were sufficiently groomed by stropping them (and beak as well) against the limb of its perch. Oh well, at least it gave me a close flyby as it headed away across Armand Bayou.

While viewing, with binoculars, the juvenile Peregrine Falcons at Morro Rock this morning from 75 yards away, this female flew directly at me, then over my head about 5 feet above. She then strafed 3 pople walking then turned, landed in the parking lot and hopped around like a crow. Of course I had no camera. So I quickly drove home (1 mile) returned with gear and Alice and we got some in flight shots and observed a food drop. This was an amazing experience. Falco peregrinus; Morro Bay; CA; USA

An A-10 pilot from the 47th FS 'Dogpatchers' fires a burst of 30mm cannonfire at a strafe target during the 2024 Hawgsmoke competition at the Barry M Goldwater Range.

Shot for my article on Hawgsmoke in the January 2025 issue of Combat Aircraft Journal.

The Osprey had just completed a strafing run across Armand Bayou to clean the fish scales off her talons when she reined in and settled onto a low stump as she waited for me to catch up for a closer view. Not quite satisfied with the results, she headed back the way she came on another strafing run before selecting a shoreline tree to roost for the evening.

Sunlight breaks the eastern Ridge to strafe the Mojave shrubbery.

Legends say that in the year 1626 AD, a Spanish ship set sail from the Philippines and reached the northeast coast of Taiwan. Because they did not know the name of their location, to be able to record it in their log, they named it San Diego in Latin, a common custom of the Spanish people, to name locations with「San」. This is the earliest record of foreigners arriving at the northeast coast of Taiwan. Early residents thus translated the name of the area according to the sound of the Latin name, becoming「Sandiao」in Taiwanese. 「Sandiao」 was located around a cape, and thus the area was named 「Sandiao Cape」.

The round white lighthouse you see before you is Sandiao Cope Lighthouse at the easternmost extremity of Taiwan. The lighthouse was completed in 1935 and was damaged by bombing and strafing during World WarⅡ；repaired after the war ended, it began flashing its guiding light again in 1946. You can still see bullet holes from the World WarⅡ machine guns in its walls.

Warbird Wednesday. The B-25 Mitchell was a versatile American medium bomber used extensively during World War II. It performed various roles, including bombing, strafing, and reconnaissance. Notably, it gained fame in the Doolittle Raid, the first air operation to strike the Japanese home islands, boosting American morale early in the war.

The Canadian Warplane Heritage Museum's B-25 Mitchell is a fully restored WWII bomber. It is used for educational purposes and participates in airshows..

A pair of instructor pilots from VMFAT-101 'Sharpshooters' departs NAF El Centro in a T-34C Turbo Mentor for a mission over the nearby ranges providing 'low safe' observation to student pilots learning to bomb and strafe in the F/A-18.

An A-10 from the Michigan ANG's 107th Fighter Squadron makes a low-angle strafe run on a target at the Barry M. Goldwater Range during the Hawgsmoke 2016 gunnery competition.

A Bald Eagle with eyes on a Chum Salmon carcass wheels around for a better approach angle.

Not the best shot, but I do like how the bird looks flying low, over the grass.

Miffed that the eye isn't in focus.

Ring-billed Gull strafes the beach on Bolivar Flats, Galveston County, Texas.

My Vic Viper variant for Novvember 2012. Cousin to Solar Strafer.

In West Wales, a train of empty oil tanks from Westerleigh, near Bristol heads back to the loading point at Robeston behind DB Cargo's 66144.

This panoramic view was taken from the ruins of Llansteffan castle. The train has just passed the hamlet of St Ishmael and is about to run along the sea wall to Ferryside.

On the far right is the air traffic control tower for Pembrey Sands Air Weapons Range, with the sands in front of the tower being the range itself. Quoting from the UK Ministry of Defence 'It is an air-to-ground bombing and strafing practice area and also offers a beach environment for crews to establish Temporary Landing Zones to practise natural surface operations', For a longer description of the site, see insidedio.blog.gov.uk/2017/09/25/firing-at-ground-targets...

The river in the foreground is the Tywi estuary, that crossing the frame from left to right is the Gwendraeth estuary. A further river, the Taf, joins the estuary just out of frame to the right.

The hills of the Gower peninsula provide the distant backdrop.

Berlin political architecture

... down low and out of the sun.

An evening shower strafed Mt Princeton that was accented by the muted red and purple illumination of sunset light.

Wings Over Illawarra Airshow 2019, CAC CA-18 Mk21 Mustang A68-107 VH-AUB

Our cat called whiskey

A Snowy Egret skitters across Armand Bayou in pursuit of bait fish.

Down To Earth:

A stainless steel sculpture of a downed Junkers JU 87 B Stuka by Hex.

www.misterhex.de

This is at the Battle of Britain Memorial at Capel-le-Ferne.

When I was a boy I revelled in the comic strip war stories in my comic, the Eagle. German soldiers were regularly blown out of their machine gun nests or personnel carriers by grenades with cries of Gott Im Himmel or the like. My favourite plane though, rather than the Hurricane or Spitfire, was the Stuka. Those angled wings and dangling wheels gave it a sinister giant insect appearance, and that screaming siren as it dived and bombed or strafed the poor souls on the ground completed the terror package.

As this is a representation of a crashed plane I would have thought the nose would be more crumpled, but I'm being picky.

Same Tri-colored Heron on a strafing run across Horsepen Bayou

The customs were also rougher when they were still playing poker on rough tables. Tricksters made their rounds through the saloons. Sometimes her skill – even a pokerface could not save them – failed and they were unmasked. If, unlike most other times, there was no shooting, they were at least chased out of the city, tarred and feathered ...

In the comics of Lucky Luke, taring and feathers often appear with an ironic undertone as a punishment for trickster. Have you ever read these comics? They are really great fun :-)

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Doppelherz. Nicht immer ein Trumpf. Geteert und gefedert.

Als man noch auf rauen Tischchen dem Spiel des Pokerns nachging, waren die Sitten auch rauer. Falschspieler zogen ihre Runden durch die Saloons. Manchmal versagte ihre Geschicklichkeit – auch ein Pokerface konnte sie nicht retten – und sie wurden entlarvt. Wenn es dann ausnahmsweise keine Schießerei gab, wurden sie zumindest aus der Stadt verjagt, geteert und gefedert ...

In den Comics von Lucky-Luke erscheint das Teeren und Federn häufig mit einem ironischen Unterton als Strafe für Falschspieler. Habt Ihr jemals diese Comics gelesen? Sie machen riesigen Spaß :-)

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#MacroMondays / November 27 / #GamesOrGamePieces / HMM to everyone!

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#7DWF / Wednesdays / #Macro or #Closeup

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Nikon Micro-Nikkor-P / 1:3.5 / 55 mm

First pass: Low level 20mm cannon live-fire strafing pass @ 450 knots: General Dynamics F-16D Fighting Falcon, 96-6035 (Block 52 Dorsal Spine), Singapore Air Force 425th FS "Black Widows". Luke AFB, AZ @ Barry M. Gpldwater USAF Gunnery Range, Gila Bend, AZ

The Osprey had just completed a strafing run across Armand Bayou to clean the fish scales off her talons when she reined in and settled onto a low stump as she waited for me to catch up for a closer view. Not quite satisfied with the results, she headed back the way she came on another strafing run before selecting a shoreline tree to roost for the evening.

A TIE Advance Prototype strafes a Pirate enclave as Stormtroopers move in. Day 1455 Y4D359

The river and meanders have served as navigation3 aids since the start of air flights, particularly in WW II. This had tragic results for a company of Canadian soldiers who decided, against local advice, to camp by the river at the Coastguard Cottages in 1940. The incoming German planes, who regularly used this landmark as a pointer to London, saw them and strafed the site killing everyone. A memorial now stands in the field. - see the previous photo.

Pelted, awash, struck, torn to splinters, ravaged, forlorn, desolate, abandoned, ransacked, forsaken, wrecked, cast away, strafed, assaulted, drenched, clobbered, deserted, rudderless, smacked, stormy, fucked...

That's how life has been ever since you've been gone.

Black and white view in berlin monument

Little Egret on a bomb disposal mission

The Control Tower at Ford Island Pearl Harbour Hawaii, photographed in Dec 1999, at the time in derelict condition as it had been for some time. The Tower was only 80% complete at the time of the 1941 attack on Pearl Harbour, although strafed it survived and was completed five months later after the raid. The colours as seen were applied in the early 1960s and not the original. Since 2007 the Pearl Harbour Aviation Museum has opened in the vicinity located in two original surviving hangars 37 & 79. The Tower itself after restoration which commenced in 2011 was opened to the public for the first time in 2022.

Although painted to represent a USAAC OA-10 Catalina based in Halesworth, Suffolk in WW2, this is actually an ex Canadian example which served the RCAF as '11005'.

The original 433915 aircraft operated out of Halesworth airfield in the role of air sea rescue during 1945 and on 30th March that year after landing to provide help to of all things another stricken flying boat the aircraft lost use of one engine. With high seas that meant she was stuck just a few miles off the Dutch coast. Whilst bobbing around on the surf on the first night a pair of ME210's strafed the Catalina to such an extent that she was listing and no longer airworthy. Four days later after enduring constant seasickness and regular immersion in freezing sea water the crew were rescued by a launch sent out from Great Yarmouth. A second launch then destroyed and sank the Catalina rather than have her fall into enemy hands.

For the above reasons the preservation society chose to adopt the identity of the sunken sister aircraft. The preserved aircraft is now based at Duxford with Catalina Aircraft Ltd.

Photographed at Boulmer during a walk from Craster to Alnmouth last week.

Solar Strafer 3V: a Vic Viper Variant. My contribution for Novvember 2011.

First light strafes the tops of the mountains in the Sierra Nevada mountains near Sabrina Lake.

Friesach ist für mich die "Stadt der Burgen" ! Die gut erhaltene frühmittelalterliche Stadt an der nördlichen Grenze Kärntens zur Steiermark war seit der Römerzeit besiedelt und wurde ab dem 6. Jahrhundert durch die Slawen mit neuem Leben erfüllt. Aber so richtig startete die Stadt im frühen Mittelalter als strategisch wichtiger Knotenpunkt und Handelsplatz für hochqualitatives Eisen aus dem Noricum durch. Seine Blüte erreichte Friesach im späten Mittelalter. Hier ein Foto der Stadtmauer mit dem Stadtgraben, der mit Wasser befüllt ist. Neben dem Brückengeländer existiert noch eine Bäckertauche. Wenn ein Bäcker damals zu viel Luft in sein Brot einbuk und so seine Kunden betrog, war seine Strafe dafür das beliebte "Bäckerschupfen". Der Bäcker wurde in einen Käfig gesperrt, der etliche Male ins und unter Wasser gelassen wurde, gerade so, dass der Bäcker die Prozedur zwar überlebte, aber mit diesem Trauma lang keine Bäckersünde mehr begehen würde.

For me, Friesach is the "town of castles"! The well-preserved early medieval town on Carinthia's northern border with Styria had been inhabited since Roman times and was revitalised by the Slavs from the 6th century onwards. However, the town really took off in the early Middle Ages as a strategically important hub and trading centre for high-quality iron from Noricum. Friesach reached its heyday in the late Middle Ages. Here is a photo of the town wall with the moat filled with water. There is still a baker's dip next to the bridge railing. Back then, if a baker baked too much air into his bread and cheated herewith his customers, he was punished with the popular "Baker dipping". The baker was locked in a cage, which was lowered into and under water several times, just so that the baker survived the procedure but would not commit another baker's sin for a long time after this trauma.

A Black-bellied Plover strafes the sand on Bolivar Flats, Galveston County, Texas.

In den Blarney Castle Gardens, wenige Kilometer nordwestlich der Stadt Cork in Irland, sind die Gärten in verschiedene Abschnitte geteilt. Ein sehr interessanter Abschnitt ist der mythische Felsengarten "Rock Close". Dieses Foto zeigt den Hexenstein. Der Sage nach soll jene Hexe, die einem Menschen von der Kraft des "Blarney Stone" erzählte, zur Strafe von den jenseitigen Mächten in diesen Stein verwandelt worden sein.

In Blarney Castle Gardens, a few kilometres northwest of Cork City in Ireland, the gardens are divided into different sections. One very interesting section is the mythical rock garden known as ‘Rock Close’. This photo shows the Witch Stone. According to legend, the witch who told a human being about the power of the ‘Blarney Stone’ was turned into this stone as punishment by the powers of the beyond.

[20:14] Damienn Kiranov was walking on the bridge, seemingly trying to keep a low profile, he stops when he sees Laurick pointing a gun at him. "Heh... guess it was only a matter of time... So how's this gonna go?"

[20:14] Laurick Scarbridge cocked the rifle that he had in his hands, the underside of the barrel being pumped. He leaned forward with a perpetual smile on his lips, aiming down the agog scope as he spoke in a jovial tone, "Well, I was right it seems. By the way, might I ask what you're doing heading into the swamps? Also, a gun? It means stop. That it does. Kwa hoo hoo hoo! Now, why don't you be a nice little android and stay still," the red head said, and tapped at his com, "This is Doctor Scarbridge requesting backup at the big bridge."

[20:21] Damienn Kiranov pulls his chainsword out with his right hand, then brings an SMG into his left. "Oh no... not that simple. I'm not going back. In fact, I kinda expected this. Why I made this nasty little number a little while ago. Seen some crazy android on TV. Thought it would be fun..." he wastes no time to rev his sword and quickly aims his gun at Laurick. "You see... there's one thing you forgot... I'm more durable. You may hit me a few times, but I guarantee, before I go down, either you, or one of your friends goes with me."

[20:21] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) had oocly taken his sweet ass time, amazed at hte lack of lag actualy. BUT Icly he had run, and seeing DK, recognizing hte man as teh one the Doctor wanted to confront, he droped to his knees at the side of the bridge, rifle snapping up to aim at hte mans back in such a way as to ensure any shots that missed, would not fly at Laurick.

[20:24] Laurick Scarbridge tilts his head from one side to the next as he looks at Kiranov rather curiously. He lowered his weapon only slightly as he watched the android rev up the chainsword. The red head blinked momentarily, and then started laughing, "Kwa hoo hoo hoo! Now that is fantastic! This will be most fun, don't you think? Oh my. Oh my, indeed. Well. Even if we go, we go in the name of science! But, you're a failed experiment. Therefore, you cannot win. Eventually we will win, because you are flawed in a way you likely don't understand, but unfortunate for you.. I understand your flaw," he said, raising the rifle up once more, having already cocked the grenade launcher, he almost immediately fired on DK without warning or hestiation after his wordiness.

[20:27] Damienn Kiranov had banked on the grenade being too close to fully activate, so he immediate made a jump toward Laurick. He batted the grenade away with his left gauntlet, sending it off the bridge, as he closed the distance, he would take a swing with his chainsword at Laurick.

[20:29] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) ran through options quickly. With Laurick right htere, grenades were NOT an option, as the waters below were unsafe. He was packing AP rounds, whatever size the HK 416 fired.. so he did hte best he could. Aiming from his crouched position, he pulled the trigger down and held, the automatic rifle spitting a stream of bullets for DKs back. Against an unmoving surface, you could imagine a drilling effect... and had done this to a few humans in his time too. Very messy.

[20:34] Damienn Kiranov took a few rounds in his back. At first, they caused some synthblood to shoot out, but for a very brief time, confirming that he indeed was not human, and much tougher than one. He made a quick assessment, then took another swing at Laurick with his sword, though, the intent was more as a feint, so that he could execute a spin, and put himself to where he would be facing both his opponents.

[20:37] Laurick Scarbridge would have found the first swipe ineluctable had Ciro not fired off his rifle when he'd chosen to. As it was, Laurick was able to use his rifle to move down and take the brunt of the chainsword's cut. Of course, he lost his rifle in this confusion and it was sent flying over the edge of the bridge just like his weapon had been. The Doctor started to move back when Kiranov came forward with another swipe. Laurick raised his left arm up as quickly as he possible could, likely catching the tip of the chainsword cutting against the hard diamond like filiment that had contained the plasma within the chamber. He stumbled back all the same from the attack, and shook his head, soon laughter followed, "Kwa hoo hoo hoo! I should have expected this! We might need better numbers to stop you Ghost. Oh well. We'll see what happens here now won't we? Larger weapons next time - if there is one!"

[20:40] Damienn Kiranov didn't get what he wanted, but he did get one gun out of the way, this left him an opening. Which he used to immediately send a 4 round burst of 4.3 mm bullets from his SMG towards Ciro. As he fired, he edged closer to left end of the bridge, putting his chainsword back on his back, then drawing a shotgun with his right hand.

[20:42] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) was not as well protected as he should have been, his helmet was on his ass, not his head. Oopse. Diving to his side when DK shot, he managed to avoid any serious injury, though one of the bullets grazed his thigh as he landed, a streak of blood but the wound was visibly minor. He attempted to fire, but the dive had resulted in a loss of accurate aim. Now it was more sprayed bullets in that direction. He was more interested now in keeping DK at range, as that shotgun was NOT something he wanted to get close to.

[20:45] Damienn Kiranov took a bullet in his stomach from the spray. It may not have been accurate, but there was enough lead going down to hit something. He seen that he made a mistake with his hand/weapon placement when he aimed another 3-5 round burst from his SMG towards Ciro, and had to cross his shotty under his left arm to fire a blast at Laurick.

[20:47] Laurick Scarbridge blinked as he watched Ghost's movements. The red head reached up and tapped at his bottom lip with his right hand. He tilted his head from side to side, then Kiranov started to shoot at him. He blinked. When Kiranov aimed the weapon at him, the Doctor didn't seem to move. When the buckshot ripped through his upper right shoulder he just glanced down at it. Then he started to laugh, "Kwa hoo hoo hoo! Oh my! Now that was unexpected! It's warm you know, and it feels rather good. Hm, what do I have, what do I have? Oh. Wait. This," he said, reaching down toward his belt to pick off one of the grenades. He looked up at Damienn and tossed the grenade into the air, and then leaned forward grinning as he tilted his head from side to side, "Boom," was all he said as he pulled the pin, and moved to his right side a bit waiting a moment before chucking it at Kiranov.

[20:51] Damienn Kiranov had focused on Ciro, since he was the one with the gun, as a result, he hadn't noticed the grenade until Laurick made his comment. "Oh shit..." Was all he could say as the grenade went off, spraying shrapnel into his left side, and a few pieces into his face.

[20:54] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) with DK momentarily distracted, took his chance, still on his side, he droped his rifle, a frag grenade pulled from each thigh, pulled the pins with his teeth all movie commando, waited a second, and then rolled them at DK. Laying as he was, tossing would not have been accurate enough. but bowling for bots woudl work. (yes 2 frags)

[20:58] Keelyn OHanlon mumbled into her com upon her approach, and unlike the avatar, the character really stayed back at the end of the bridge, crouched with her rifle aimed at the being on the bridge. Seeing shrapnel flying about, she naturally kept her distance and brought the target into her sight, waiting for a reply.

[20:58] Damienn Kiranov had focused on Ciro, so he seen that coming, though, with a 5 meter kill, and 15 meter injury, even with his mad dash back, he still took some shrapnel in his back as he moved away.

[21:00] Laurick Scarbridge reached up and tapped at his com, keeping his gaz steadily on Kiranov. The red head backed up as he tried to strafe move with Ghost's movements. Except, the explosion had stopped him. Laurick stumbled back and grabbed onto the railing behind him, trying not to fall off .. though he did. He gripped onto the edge of the bridge with his mechanical left hand .. which was all that was keeping him up as he clamped, surprisingly his voice was calm, "Open fire when ready, we're attempted to subdue this experiment. It is an escapee from the UAC scientific labs. It is an android. Feel free to use whatever force is necessary! Kwa hoo hoo hoo!"

[21:04] Keelyn OHanlon: Well that was all the fresh off the dropship Sargeant needed to hear. She open fired on the man, not quite realizing the scientist with the funny laugh had just dropped off the side of the bridge. She aimed for arms rather than center mass, seeing weapons in his grasp, sending a few rounds as he started running her way. She debated her options out as well, hoping to take him down before he reached her proximity. To her com, she muttered. "Copy that. Any known weak points?"

[21:05] Damienn Kiranov had to make a new assessment, but one thing was annoying him, "CYBORG, goddamn it! Not android! I have a fucking human brain in my headbox! Damn!" He accented his annoyance by sending both a 3 round burst, and a shotgun blast towards Keelyn, just after he got hit once in the right arm, and once in the chest.

[21:08] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) was able to shift his aim with DKs attention elsewhere, aiming of all odd places, for hte face. time to get personal. the shot would be VERY hard to make, but he was already prone so had that to aid in the aiming. Trigger squeezed as AP rounds sought to make themslves lead boogers in the cyborgs nose.

[21:10] Damienn Kiranov took a bullet in the side of his cranium. This staggered him severely, then caused him to fall down on his ass, his back would slump against the railing. He appeared to have been taken down.

[21:11] Keelyn OHanlon wasn't /that/ fresh off the boat, and pulled back behind the pillar she had used for protection. Shotgun blasts to brick was chipping free some debris, and a second shot grazed her calf, but she pulled it back in fast, bleeding and all. She didn't see the man slump of course, and grabbed a frag off her belt. "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" Pin pulled with her teeth and she lobbed it over his way.

[21:13] Laurick Scarbridge remained hanging on the side of the bridge, since the actions over head would likely take place at a much faster pace than his pulling himself to the bridge would. He grunted slightly as he tugged. But, the only thing really keeping him hanging there was the mechanical arm. He was a marine yes, but he wasn't very physically strong. He could probably have lifted himself up if he had two real hands. But, he didn't. He blinked as he hung there with little to no strain on his back and just shrugged. He'd wait for someone to help him up.

[21:17] Damienn Kiranov tried to shake off the severe case of bullet-to-the-head-syndrome that he had suddenly come down with, only to find a grenade tossed his way. "Well... so much for surprise..." Is all he could mutter to himself as he made a mad scramble to crawl away from the grenade. He didn't get to far before it went off, the blast had sent him flying off the bridge and into the water.

[21:18] Laurick Scarbridge glanced down at the water as Kiranov went *plop* like a fishy.

[21:19] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) from his position, was able to see Lauricks cybernetic hand holding onto teh railing, but he was too far to get close quickly "Grab the Doctor. He should weigh 90 pounds or so." he motioned as he rushed to the edge DK had dived/been thrown over, rifle pointing down.. but the mirk prevented him from seeing into the filthy waters dpeths

[21:20] Keelyn OHanlon blinked momentarily in surprise as he landed in the water, and peeked out from her pier. She heard the LT and ran over towards the scientist. Holstering her weapon, she offered him a hand. "Cmon, get up off there. No reason to commit suicide /now./" She grinned and pulled with her boot braced against one of the bridge supports.

[21:22] Laurick Scarbridge reached up with his right hand and took the hand that was extended to him. He used her bracing to place his right foot on the side of the bridge and proceeded to hop over the railing. He leaned over and brushed himself off as he looked at the new scars on the bridge, and the chunks that would be missing. He let go of Keelyn's hand and trotted to the opposite side of the bridge, leaning over, "Plenty of reasons to kill myself now, hrm? The experiment got away. I wonder if we can perhaps find it again. I would like that very much. Though, today might not be the right day to do so. However, is everyone uninjured," the Doctor said as he turned his head to look back at the two, "I am a Doctor of Science, but I am also a medical Doctor in that respect, hrm?"

[21:24] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) drops his rifle to hang from his chest, and looked down to the bullet grazing. He wasnt even gonna waste a shot of morephine on it. Pulling a field dressing from his pouch, he slid it into the opening in his pants and pressed it to his skin, eyes still scanning hte murk. "No sign of him. Figure he's clear. Unless one of those naval mines blows up"

[21:25] Keelyn OHanlon peered over the edge and shrugged. She looked down to the graze along her calf and shook her head. "Bactine'll do the trick." She seemed as if it wasn't bothering her much at all. "Bandages an' bactine. So he's your experiment, Doc? What do we know about that one? Weak spots? Besides gunshots to the face."

[21:28] Laurick Scarbridge shook his head as he looked down at the water. He grumbled as he wrapped his arms behind his back, showing the first bit of emotion other than joviality for the first time in a while. Frustration. He turned about and grumbled, "The experiment is not mine. It is the GHOST prototype series. I'm rather upset at the moment that I am. I'm going to burn all the synth skin off of that damn thing the first chance that I get! I hate when things don't go as planned! I HATE HATE HATE IT! Grah!" he said, and walked to the opposite side of the bridge, twitching with anger. "Grenades. EMP. Rockets. It doesn't matter. Explosives. You can destroy the cyborg and it will still function as it should."

[21:30] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) Lets move out folks. Aint nothing we can do here except be sitting ducks for anyone bored witha high powered rifle. WHICH is most of midian.

[21:31] Keelyn OHanlon's look skated past the LT's face to see his reaction to the outburst. She wondered if it was normal course of things, and his reaction maybe would give her a clue. She cleared her throat after a moment of silence. "Okay. So. Ghost thingamabobs. Hm." She looked releived at the LT and nodded to him. "Yes sir. Midian?"

[21:34] Ciro Bianchi (Rein) nods "Keep in com contact Doctor." he looked to Keelyn "Mans a genius." he whispers "but fucking nuts. You wanna head through Midian? I was passing through on my way to the bunker to head to ebd."

[21:36] Keelyn OHanlon shrugged her shoulders and quirked a knowing grin. She'd gathered the 'nuts' bit in about five seconds flat. Softly, she replied. "Yes sir. Seems so. It'll be good to have a genuis researching that thing's... weaknesses though." She chimed in quickly after a moment. "Need to catch up so I'm worth something to the unit by tomorrow." She turned on her heel and headed back towards Midian.

This little Hummingbird was staring with at the feeder trying to figure out where all those big birds came from.

A lot of battle scars on the tree from the Red-Napped Sapsuckers, Gila Woodpeckers, and bird strafing runs.

PV202

Supermarine Spitfire T.IX

Royal Air Force

Duxford

18/09/02021

PV202 had carried out 20 operational sorties with ten pilots from Britain, Denmark, Holland and South Africa during its service with 33 Squadron. A move between M.U.’s took it to 83GSU at Dunsfold in January 1945 before being issued to 412Sqn. Royal Canadian Air Force operating from Heesch in Holland where it carried the Squadron identity “VZ-M” later changing to “VZ-W”. Operations were still to strafe anything enemy moving on the ground and the Squadron eventually moved further into Germany itself, being based at Rheinand Wunsdorf forward operating airfields. On 04/05/45 Fg Off H.M.Lepard carried out the last of PV202’s 76 operational sorties with 412 Sqn. With the war in Europe at an end, the Sqn. returned to Dunsfold at the end of May and PV202 was flown to the famous 29MU at High Ercall for storage in July 1945.

That glint in the eye is pure malicious intent. In a case of bird harassing photographer this tern repeatedly strafed me, coming to within feet. On this last sortie, below eye level, it succeeded in spraying me with "white-gold", which hastened my departure.

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