The Valor

[winsor]

Just try to make an interesting title.

Here're my new rendering of 9mm cans.



size: 1.375"od. 7.4"oal.
weight: 9.24oz.(262g.)
baffle: 7 X

[delta9mda]

the x. both sound great. your work is tops.

[Capt. Link.]

They both sound great my nod goes to number two.My dog picks up the high frequency sound never seen her react before.

[winsor]

Thanks man.

Capt.
The clip was added up to +151% volume for more clear sound.
Your dog surprised that was quiet with a very low frequency. ha ha

[Sergeant]

They sound the same too me. Verrry quiet.
What are the parts with the small holes just infront of the rear end cap?
Steve

[winsor]

Seageant,
It was an upside down, wrong assembly, of the Octane end cap.
What a good eye you are!

[Sergeant]

Seageant,
It was an upside down, wrong assembly, of the Octane end cap.
How punctilious you are.

I was in the Military for 23 yrs...You GOT to use smaller words...
Steve

[SRM]

Just wait till Historian gets involved!
Sounded great by the way.

[Historian]

Just wait till Historian gets involved!
Sounded great by the way.

!!!

As for the illustrious Sergeant : ...I was in the Military for 23 yrs...You GOT to use smaller words... "

ROG!

But if you finished 32 years in the Kármán line (i.e. way high up in the atmosphere) of DoD you find that it is not the length
of words in your General Staff briefings but their juxtapositions ( i.e. how they fit in the sentence line.)

A story I often have told is during a briefing I gave at a Joint Program review
a bright, below-the-zone ( i.e, got promoted f******g fast before his track ) Colonel interrupted
my presentation with "maybe you can use smaller words".

I paused, smiled, and overrode my diplomatic angel grabbing my ear like Jiminy Cricket trying to restrain me,
and slowly turned, leaned into the microphone to ensure that even the Foreign Liaisons could grasp:

" Big words? Colonel, should I apologize to this audience for my having had a real education at real Institutes
that demanded precise articulation of ideas , at an intensity level that our representatives from Special Operations can best appreciate
from the winnowing out procedures they had to pass through? " Quiet!

The two Star sitting at the head of the table burst out laughing as he flashed me his Beaver Ring, and in I turn flashed mine.

Briefing went on uninterrupted to a successful completion.
In the intervening years I hope that some of our brethren might have been happy that I was successful.

A most Wonderful Christmas to you. +1

[Sergeant]

Somewhat related...
I was in A-Stan on convoy duty when I was a T/Sgt. There was this Lt Col that was an admin type and was always getting in the way with Chicken-Sh!t rules and such. We had just come back from a run, all hot and dusty. We took a short cut through an "office" (Tent). A phone was ringing and it was Col Chicken. He was all mad about something and didn't know who I was. I told him he was a Sh!t Head and to get bent. Not very brave but I felt vindicated.
Steve

[Historian]

Somewhat related...
I was in A-Stan on convoy duty when I was a T/Sgt. There was this Lt Col that was an admin type and was always getting in the way with Chicken-Sh!t rules and such. We had just come back from a run, all hot and dusty. We took a short cut through an "office" (Tent). A phone was ringing and it was Col Chicken. He was all mad about something and didn't know who I was. I told him he was a Sh!t Head and to get bent. Not very brave but I felt vindicated.
Steve

Bravo, Man! Thank you for your Service to our wonderful Country!

As a "Commie Chaser" once told me long ago in another time frame there were a rare few REMF [ Not sure what this meant ]
that "deserved OER-By-Frag!" Huh???

His story [ presented euphemistically ] :

"Newly minted Lt. came into camp and created a stir with 'Chicken-Expulsion', possibly hazardous
rules definitely not in the best interest of experienced grunts who had been on many weary and long range reconnaissances.
One night after the inanities reached the outer limits, while said green-weenie was sitting on seat reserved for quiet
contemplation and as was whispered self-analysis, the flap was lifted and an inert metallic sphere was rolled in.
Said shaken weenie expeditiously sought the sage advice of a wise and grizzly Sergeant. Showing wisdom that
is not fond in any manual, he performed a 180 and enthusiastically became most protective and appreciative of his men.
All made it home safely."

As was told to me, God loves grunts because he made so many of them.


God Bless All Our Troops!

[Sergeant]

REMF...Rear Echilon Mother F---er. Support troops safely behind the lines. (i.e. Myself)
OER.....Officer Evaluation Report
OER-By-Frag...His troops thought he would get them killed.

I fought the commies from safe inside a Missile Silo. I did meet a Soviet Col once on his inspection tour (Start Treaty). When the Army got low on Man Power we began to help out driving convoys. I'll never look at road kill the same...
Would love to discuss your experiences sometime...
Steve

[winsor]

Hmm...easy..

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The gut.

The Valor vid link.

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Valor9 booster.