Military History

Cheney was the quiet hand on the throttle who turned a superpower into a perpetual hunting party where the quarry was fear and the bag was the Constitution.

Forged by colonial lines that ignored its people, Nigeria now strains under insurgency, corruption, and oil politics as the military grinds on multiple fronts and voices like Ojy Okpe refuse to look away.

On a moonlit run into North Vietnam on November 21, 1970, Bull Simons and 56 Green Berets hit Son Tay with surgical violence, found the cells empty, and left the nearby Secondary School littered with bodies that looked a lot more like Chinese advisors than local NVA, a truth the official record preferred to bury.

On a winter day over Oschersleben, James H. Howard turned a lone P-51 into a brick wall for the Luftwaffe, riding nerves of steel and dead-eye gunnery to shove a sky full of Fortresses home.

He didn’t chase glory; he ran toward gunfire because that’s where his brothers were, and that’s where duty called.

The FN FAL, known as ‘The Right Arm of the Free World,’ defined Cold War battlefields with its 7.62x51mm firepower, earning a place in military history as a symbol of freedom in the face of Soviet aggression.

Trump’s pick of Lt. Gen. Michele Bredenkamp to steer NGA puts a combat-proven intelligence commander at the map table where pixels become targets and hesitation gets people hurt.

From Waikiki surf to Red Beach fire, Francis Brown Wai fused Chinese Hawaiian roots, Punahou grit, and UCLA discipline into a calm, relentless charge that broke the deadlock on Leyte.

Batman made it look cool, but the real Skyhook riders were the kind of men who trusted a steel wire, a balloon, and a pilot’s nerve more than luck or legend.

In seventeen days of September 1918, Frank Luke burned a path across the Meuse, torching hydrogen dragons under flak and fighters, dropping three more in flames on his last mission, and dying with a .45 in his hand.

As the steppe turns to mud and the skies to low cloud, Russia trades men for meters while Ukraine adapts, holds its hubs, and waits for the freeze.

In McGarvey’s, the jukebox glowed like a field altar, each slot a dog tag on a guitar string, and Marcus realized the living keep the dead in tune.