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We hire writers who drop the truth like a breaching charge , then stand in the smoke and own it.
Where we lived with villagers and tied bottom up security to district and provincial governance, VSO and ALP held ground the centralized model could not, and when support was cut the Taliban wasted no time reclaiming the countryside.
President George W. Bush visits the Delta Force compound shortly after 9/11.
We won the battles in Afghanistan and still lost the war because Washington pursued an unsuitable, unfeasible, and unacceptable project to remake a tribal society while Congress abdicated and our generals saluted.
On Saint Michael’s Day in Ramadi, Mike Monsoor chose the blast so his brothers could breathe, proof that character is built in quiet reps long before history calls your name.
A day after the Mogadishu firefight, Delta’s A Squadron lifted in to bolster a bloodied Task Force Ranger—17 Americans killed, 106 wounded, and Gary Gordon and Randall Shughart earning the Medal of Honor.
Canada’s Special Operations Regiment was forged with the DNA of the Devil’s Brigade, built to move fast, hit hard, and quietly deliver results in the world’s grey zones.
Street Craft is about blending in, not standing out; it’s the art of hiding in plain sight. Today, I’ll teach you how to run a proper Delta approved dead drop.
When Chau Phu turned into a knife fight in a phone booth, Drew Dix grabbed whoever would move, keyed his radio, and bulldozed through Tet’s chaos—rescuing civilians, stacking prisoners, and proving leadership starts with stepping into the gunfire.
Polish GROM storms the battlefield like a crack of thunder—swift, unyielding, and impossible to ignore.
Night Stalkers don’t get the luxury of easy nights—their training flights cut low and fast through blacked-out timber, where one wrong move can turn a routine drill into a headline.
Flying with the Night Stalkers, whether fast-roping from a Black Hawk, thundering in a Chinook, or clinging to the skids of a Little Bird, showed me firsthand why these aviation professionals are the lifeline of America’s most elite warriors.