Military

In the stillness between IED craters and ambush points, barefoot children in sunlit fields reminded us—without knowing—that peace still dared to exist.

When the Typhon system rolled into the Philippines—it showed up with the parking brake off, missiles loaded, and a clear view of downtown Shanghai.

Vice Admiral Cooper is doing more than charting a new course for CENTCOM—he’s steering the whole ship through the storm with a steady hand and his eyes wide open.

From Kurdish disarmament to Arctic deployments, July 1 opens with shifting alliances, cyber threats, and rising tensions worldwide.

Ceasefires wobble, wildfires turn deadly, and new alliances rise—Monday, June 30, 2025, closes with tension and transformation worldwide.

Drones aren’t the future of warfare—they’re the present, and anyone not paying attention is already a step behind.

Roy Benavidez wasn’t awarded the Medal of Honor because he was fearless—he earned it because he was wounded, outgunned, and still chose to charge straight into hell to bring his brothers home.

Mercy dogs didn’t need orders, medals, or parades—they just saw a man bleeding in the mud and ran straight into gunfire to help him.

You want a passport? Shoulder a rifle, code for Space Force, or fix a jet—bleed a little red, white, and blue first, then we’ll talk.

As Ukraine mourns a fallen F-16 pilot, Trump burns the midnight oil pushing for peace in Gaza, and 140,000 Serbs flood Belgrade demanding change—one thing’s clear: the world isn’t sleeping, and neither are its people. Welcome to Sunday, June 29, 2025. Here is your SOFREP Morning Brief.

As Iran buries its war dead, Israel pounds Hezbollah targets in Lebanon, the U.S. Air Force fast-tracks the A-10’s retirement, and Republicans hit a wall trying to deregulate gun suppressors—reminding us that whether it’s on the battlefield or Capitol Hill, the fight never really ends. Here is your SOFREP Saturday Evening Brief for June 28th, 2025.

Twenty years later, Operation Red Wings isn’t some sanitized tale of heroism—it’s a gut-punch reminder that war is messy, men are mortal, and sacrifice doesn’t come with a soundtrack.