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For Macro Mondays "All in a row' This is a macro shot of a hair brush

BIMEC - Batalhão de Infantaria Mecanizado / Mechanized Infantry Battalion.

Leopard 2A6 Main Battle Tank.

Any functioning battalion of troopers needs a strong support system. The MED makes up the backbone of the Blood Battalion. Combining the talents of pilots, engineers and medics to create the ultimate support division. Doing anything from on the front support to hangar maintenance, these guys do it all. If you need help of any kind, these are your best bet. The Blood Battalion couldn’t be what it is without them.

Used some 1/35th water slide decals for the patches and helmet markings. Thoughts?

 

-Enjoy!

Providing personal protection during President Biden's UK visit, here one of five US Army Boeing CH-47F Chinooks 14-08456 is caught on short finals to land on their return to Northolt

 

The five are with the 3rd Aviation Regiment, 2nd Battalion 'Knighthawks' currently based in Germany from where they flew in from

 

Three provided cover for the various POTUS transfers around London and out to Windsor with the remaining pair acting as spares

 

Note the Loadmaster's discreet wave

 

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Fig barf from Darktimes Application Moc

After a lifetime of observing the creatures that live by the sea, there is no doubt in my mind that to a certain degree at least, the health of the beachside ecosystem has Soldier Crabs as one barometer. These hard shelled, blue crabs, the size of a big marble swam about in large choreographed numbers and a prodigious diggers. If disturbed they will dig into the sand in a second or two. This was only a fraction of the number that were plying about on the sand at North Bribie Island on the Sunshine Coast in Queensland.

 

In large numbers and if it's quiet you can actually hear them marching!

 

Here's the link. I have been fascinated since I was a young child.

 

en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mictyris_longicarpus

BAN CHAM KREM, Kingdom of Thailand –A Royal Thai Marine establishes security by setting up the cordoned off area that the simulated IED was found during training. Other U.S. Marines from Amphibious Assault Company, Combat Assault Battalion, 3rd Marine Division, III Marine Expeditionary Force and Thais search and provide cover. This is the third step in the five “C” method from the counter IED class they received. The Royal Thai Marines and U.S. Marines are participating in multiple training events as part of Exercise Cobra Gold 2012. Exercise Cobra Gold is a recurring multinational and multiservice exercise co-hosted by the Kingdom of Thailand and the U.S. designed to advance regional security by training as a multinational force from nations sharing common goals and security commitments in the Asia-Pacific region. (U.S. Marine Corps photo by Staff Sgt. Ken Melton/Released)

From my 'Weird Reich' Hordes of the Things army.

 

This patch was used by the United States Army's 2nd and 5th Ranger Battalions from 1943-1946.

 

This design was replaced by the Ranger Battalion scroll patches which were authorized during W.W. II and remain in use today.

Based on this vehicle from a Gamecube game called Battalion Wars:

 

www.gavinrothery.com/battalion-wars/battalion-wars-kuju/1...

 

A few differences in shape and proportion between the source and my LEGO model, but the features are there.

This monument commemorates the sacrifices made by 500 pioneer volunteers who joined the U.S. Army during the Mexican War. The 100-foot tall granite and bronze monument was sculpted by Gilbert Riswald and dedicated in 1927. Figures appear on all sides of the monument, chronicling periods of the battalion's history.

 

The monument is located at the Utah State Capitol in Salt Lake City, UT.

Palm Beach Gardens Fire Rescue Battalion 61 Chevrolet Suburban Station 1

MED Lead Engineer and maintenance crew leader. CT-3499 is one of the strongest clones in the battalion, been through more than even Redwing or Pharaoh. 3499 accompanied 12 of his brothers on a scouting flight in a LAAT Gunship when shrapnel peppered the flying vehicle. Piercing the front cockpits and instantly killing the pilots. He made the split second decision to jump to the planet’s surface when his brothers told him to just hold on. Falling over 80 meters, the clone broke his legs and his left arm was ripped off as he fell through the treetops. Thankfully the blast was seen from central command’s observatory deck and a medic ship was sent immediately. Finding this clone alone in the forest some 200 meters south of the crash site. 3499 awoke in the medbay to a brand new arm and pair of legs. But a lack of his old friends, he had made a wise choice, jumping had saved him. Or what was left of him anyways. All 12 of his brothers were killed in the ship’s crash. Being the sole survivor, he earned the name Crash, a constant remind of his fallen brethren. Which explains his fondness towards being called by a shorter version of his CT number, 99. A true hero of the republic, and a valiant soldier. Maybe someday he’ll get back on the front. But for now he’s an ace in the hanger. Utilizing his modified arm to drill, fuse and screw hull parts together at lighting speeds.

2021 GMC Sierra 2500HD 4x4/TechOps

Camden Fire Department

Battalion 1

Chevy Tahoe

Liberty Township Fire Department

Butler County, Ohio

Future Battalion 110 awaiting outfitting

They're off on some adventure... Where to? Or perhaps where from?

Well guys, the next generation of WWII shooters is here. A group of video game designers have started a KickStarter project in hopes of making a NextGen WWII shooter for a new generation. Currently as of this post, they have raised nearly 300,000 dollars of their 142,000 goal, with 20 days left! I am very excited as this will be available for PC, Xbox one, and PlayStation 4.

 

I'm just hoping that with these extra funds, they do some Italian Front battles and some RSI troops! :D

 

So go support today!

 

"My squad's at half strength and my brain feels like it's been toasted, if anything we should be rotated back to Kamino not back out into the field. Command said it was because we proved to be resistant to the spear's affects, but only me and Lucky were on Cularin the other five troopers under my command are fresh recruits, transfers from the 501st. If we do end up encountering that blasted spear again there's no way it'll end well..."

  

Number: CT-1807

Rank: ARC Major grade I

Nickname: Scout

3rd Regiment of the 253rd Legion

  

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So I completely copied Justin Pyne for the helmet, but I really like how it looks and my original attempt at stickers failed miserably with the stickers sticking to everything but the trooper and every attempt to properly cut the stickers failing, but hey next time.

 

I'm still working on the build which might be up tomorrow or might be up next weekend who knows?

 

Also a reminder for the gents in the 253rd, make sure you post your squads!

  

-Tommy

Mifflin Township, Ohio Division of Fire Battalion Chief 131.

Philadelphia Fire Department

Battalion 11

2015 Chevy Tahoe

Crossed flintlock pistols represent the Military Police Corps and the unit crest below identifies the 175th Military Police Battalion in which my father served as a company commander during the U.S. occupation of Germany in the first years of 1950 during the Korean War. When we returned to the United States he served in what came to be called the Criminal Investigation Command now the Army Criminal Investigation Division (CID) which these days is the Army version of NCIS.

 

For the Macro Mondays challenge, Father. Area shown is about 45mm tall.

 

Happy Macro Monday!

With the new enemy rising, Australia has taken it to themselves and a few allies to take them down. Artillery and armor are being sent in battalions to be used against the enemy, Russia.

 

For LMG

Image measures 1 1/4" across

Nikon 18-55mm @ 55mm with 36mm extension tube

12 image focus stack

 

For Macro Mondays

Theme: Checkered

Beneath New Zealand's sky fractured by shifting battalions of cloud, the Southern Alps surged upward like the ribs of some ancient, slumbering titan. Their ridges gleamed with the raw brilliance of snow that had never known the weight of a human step, and their faces bore the inscrutable calm of stone shaped by fire and time. They did not merely stand—they loomed, timeless and unyielding, as though holding the horizon itself aloft.

 

Below, the Hopkins River coiled through the valley, its surface shimmering like molten glass in the rare shafts of sunlight that broke through the restless sky. The river whispered its secrets to the land it carved, secrets of beginnings and endings, of the patient violence that shapes the world. Its waters seemed to pulse with a life of their own, an echo of the storms that birthed them high in the peaks, now quiet but never subdued.

 

The air here was taut with contradiction, both alive and still. The faint tang of rain, sharp and metallic, mingled with the earthy sweetness of early summer. Shadows swept over the land in restless currents, their forms fleeting as thoughts. One moment the mountains were cloaked in shadow, their surfaces brooding and unknowable, and the next they flashed into sudden brilliance, as though lit from within by some fiery conviction.

 

The valley below was no passive stage. It bore the marks of its own restless story, etched into its slopes and curves by water and wind. Yet even in its rawness, it offered a strange kind of solace, a cradle for the fleeting and the fragile: the first green shoots of summer trembling in the wind, the unseen roots clutching the soil. This was no battle between wildness and peace, but a merging of opposites—ferocity tempered by grace.

 

Here, amid this vast choreography of sky and stone, river and cloud, the self felt unmoored. Not diminished, but stripped of pretense. The immensity of it all was not an affront but an invitation: to see without grasping, to be without weighing. The mountains did not judge. The river did not ask. They simply were, their presence as unarguable as a heartbeat.

 

And in this place, under the restless sky, one could not help but feel the pulse of something greater, older. Something that spoke not of meaning, but of the astonishing privilege of being. The Southern Alps did not demand admiration; they offered perspective, a glimpse of the infinite through the lens of the fleeting. And it was enough.

 

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And if these words and this image stir something within you—a longing to witness the untamed beauty of the world or to pause and reflect on its quiet majesty—I invite you to explore more of my work. Through my lens and pen, I strive to honor the landscapes that shape us and the stories they tell. Visit my website - www.coronaviking.com, where images and words meet, to journey further into the wild corners of our shared earth. You’ll find more moments like this, and perhaps, a spark of inspiration for your own path.

Jefferson Township, Ohio Fire Department Battalion 141

As the sun rises over Memphis International Airport, a pair of Boeing CH-47F Chinook's (12-08876 & 11-08417) from the 7th Battalion, 158th Aviation Regiment, US Army Reserve, are found on the WIlson Air Center ramp.

DeLand Fire Rescue Battalion 80 Ford F250XL Florida

 

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Washington Township (Dublin), Ohio Fire Department Battalion Chief 91.

Philadelphia Fire Department

Battalion 8

2016 Chevy Tahoe

I've been coming to Memorial Gardens for over 40 years watching OHL hockey. It been a lot of fun picking up the Zamboni duties all these years later

Philadelphia Fire Department

Battalion 4

2016 Chevy Tahoe

Dear Elsa,

My battalion has been fighting in the Ardennes for weeks now attached to 1st SS Panzer Division's initial strike force under Joachim Peiper. These men are fools thinking we can still win the war. The Allies are falling back but the question remains for how long? Once they regroup and begin to fight back, this operation will have been a complete failure only wasting more men and resources we cannot afford to lose.

 

I can tell you by spring of next year, Germany will have fallen.

 

This will be the last snow of the Reich....

 

May God be with you,

 

Wilhelm

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