Special Forces Weapons Guide: A Green Beret’s Insider Look
From the trusty M4 rifle to the versatile SCAR, each weapon in the Special Forces arsenal has its own story.
From the trusty M4 rifle to the versatile SCAR, each weapon in the Special Forces arsenal has its own story.
With every fiber of my being, I knew the time had come to shed the shackles of my past, leaving behind the chaos of Delta and embracing the uncertain freedom that lay ahead.
In Delta, where ceremonial precision often seemed an elusive dream, my humbling experience with In-Ranks Inspection at the O&I course became a profound lesson in humility and the unspoken camaraderie that binds true warriors.
Tasked with high stakes, the Mandarins managed to fumble like amateurs—a real letdown when you’re counting on every detail.
Loaded up with a motley crew of battered kayaks and bruised egos, we barreled down the highway with a war chest of stories, ready to conquer the surf and maybe even learn a thing or two.
Amidst the low-visibility and cozy confines of our little Green Beret haven, we embraced the simple pleasures of pipe smoking and petting dogs, a stark contrast to the usual military rigidity and prying eyes of higher headquarters.
Amidst the fierce camaraderie and ear-splitting sonic booms on Coronado’s sands, I, a Green Beret among Navy SEALs, embraced the raw intensity of military might and the unspoken bond of warriors at sea.
In the relentless pursuit of self-betterment and the allure of belonging to something greater than myself, I charged through the trials of military selection, embodying the grit and spirit of those who dare to dance with destiny, no matter the height of the hurdle or the depth of the fall.
Delta Force operators Speedy and Bob, epitomizing unparalleled skill, courage, and hunter instincts, showcased their unmatched prowess during a mission in Afghanistan’s Tora Bora region, as described in Pete Blaber’s book, “The Mission, The Men and Me.”
Senator Tuberville’s abortion policy protest leaves the Pentagon in uncharted territory with three military branches lacking confirmed leaders.
When the going gets weird in the dim-lit corridors of the Pentagon, where empty frames hang like ghastly reminders and leadership is MIA, we’re not just letting ourselves down but ringing the dinner bell for those who wish to dine on our vulnerabilities
Geo Hand, Guy Cutino and Mark Cos Stephens in parts unknown ready to unleash mayhem on the enemy.