cold weapons


Project Plowshare and Nuclear Explosions for the National Economy,

In the 1950’s scientists first proposed the idea of using nuclear weapons for peaceful purposes, essentially replacing TNT as the main explosive for moving earth, creating tunnels and canals, cutting paths through mountains for highways or railroads, and for other civil engineering projects.  Thus in 1961 Project Plowshare was created to study the use of nuclear weapons for peaceful purposes.  Between 1961 and 1973, 27 atomic bombs were detonated as part of the project.  Three were detonated to test the feasibility of using nuclear explosives to stimulate gas flow in a low permeability natural gas field. The study was a failure when it was determined that the natural gas produced was too radioactive for use. While the project was promising, it was doomed by the radioactive fallout that resulted after a nuclear explosion, thus making the results hazardous to the health of those who benefited from it. One of the most notorious tests was the underground Sedan explosion, conducted in Yucca Flat, Nevada on July 6th, 1962, to test the feasibility of using nuclear explosives for mining and excavating purposes.  The resulting blast ejected 12,000,000 tons of radioactive soil into the atmosphere, which spread as far as West Virginia, Ohio, and North Carolina.

Overall Operation Plowshare cost a total of $700 million.

Since the Americans were doing it, the Soviets had to do it too, except they had to do it bigger and better.  In 1965 the Soviet Union began the “Nuclear Explosions for the National Economy” project, which detonated 156 nuclear devices between 1965 and 1988.  Unlike Project Plowshare, the NENE project was done with practicality in mind.  Few of the Soviet peaceful nuclear explosions were scientific tests, but were used to actually excavate mines, create canals, build dams, and conduct other works of engineering. Like Project Plowshare, radioactive fallout often negated positive results, although the Soviets gave much less of a damn about it than the Americans did.  Many of the explosions caused irreversible environmental damage.  20 years after the Kraton-3 explosion in Siberia in 1973, plutonium levels in the nearby waterways and aquifers were still thousands of times higher than recommended safe levels. The Chagan explosion conducted in 1965 (top picture) spread radioactive material across Asia as far as Japan. 


Avtomaticheskiy Pistolet Stechkina

Designed by Igor Stechkin c.1949-51, manufactured c.1954 in the USSR.
9x18mm Makarov 20-round removable box magazine, blowback select fire, removable holster stock.

The creation of the AK line of assault rifles made PPSh and PPS submachine guns obsolete in only a few years, which prompted Soviet tank, artillery and mortar crews to be issued instead with this new generation of pistol-caliber automatic firearms.


Remington eXperimental Pistol number 100 “Fireball”

Manufactured by Remington Arms c.1963-1998 - serial number B7500376.
.221 Remington Fireball single shot, bullpup bolt action, nylon target grip.

The Model XP-100 was made specifically for long-range pistol shooting, a thing it indeed excels at by using the fastest handgun cartridge commercially available. Which also happens to be a rifle cartridge.
Space gun !


Warnings: weapons, hostage? Just enjoy the drabble it’s nothing bad.


The barrel of the gun against your neck was freezing and the man crushing you against him struck an even icier note.

Being a secretary at the massive institution naturally made you a front line target but you had never expected to find yourself here, held hostage by a former employee and praying to keep an untimely death at bay. Your blouse was twisted uncomfortably around your torso as your trembling hands tried to keep the arm around your chest from crushing you completely.

There was only one FBI agent in the room as per your captor’s command and you’d spoken to this one before in the course of the investigation. His kind eyes were now wide with desperation as they flicked between you and the perpetrator.

“Hey, eyes on me,” he gently prodded you as he lowered his revolver. He spoke up when addressing the other man. “Adam, my name is Spencer, and you need to put down the gun.”

When Spencer took a step forward, Adam tightened his grip on you and yelled, “Stop! I’ll shoot her!”

“No you won’t, you know she deserves better than that.”

“That’s just it!” Adam raved on, sending another chill down your spine. “This world is too cruel for women! I’m helping them escape it! I helped all of them escape it. Can’t you see she’s too beautiful a creature for this sick mess outside?”

Spencer let a soft smile carve into his lips. “Yes, I can see that she’s very beautiful. And you know what I think she needs? Someone to protect her. Someone to show her a world that isn’t horrible.”

You had to stifle a cry when the ironclad arm on your chest faltered slightly and you were able to inhale more cool air little by little. Maybe the man your eyes were urgently locked on would be able to get you out of this.

“I don’t…what if I can’t?! Am I supposed to believe the likes of you will care for her?”

“I won’t have to,” Spencer paused and his tongue snaked out to wet his lips, “I won’t have to do that because if you put down the gun I can make sure you’re able to care for her. You want that, don’t you?”

The gun was lowered fractionally from your throat to your collarbone and Spencer’s gaze briefly slid to yours in reassurance.

“Yeah, I…she has to be protected. The world destroys beautiful women.”

“Then Adam, give me the gun.”

Every molecule in the room froze and the anticipation was excruciating, followed by another hesitant breath from you when still nothing happened. Finally Adam nodded and carefully placed the gun down before covering his face and sobbing.

Another agent immediately ran inside to apprehend him while you fell forward into Spencer’s arms, a few tears of relief escaping you as well. You clung to his bulletproof vest and the strong chest underneath and he clung back, softly stroking your hair as he led you from the cursed room.

A brisk wind outside finally coaxed your face up to his. “Thank you, agent. You saved my life.”

His mouth quirked and you thought you detected the ghost of a blush on his cheeks as he said, “Well, uh, you’re welcome. Cliche as it is, it’s really just my job.”

“Doesn’t make it any less meaningful.” You sighed, exhaling the terror of minutes before as Spencer rubbed your arms comfortingly.

He eventually offered a mint to get any bad tastes out of your mouth and it was the cold sting on your tongue that gave you the courage to say, “And do you really think I’m pretty?”

“Yes! Yes, I…” he trailed off, embarrassed about being so enthusiastic. Your hand bumping his brought his eyes back to yours. “Can I come check on you before we leave town again?”

“I’d like that.”


Type 54 submachine gun

Manufactured under licence in China as a copy of the Soviet PPS-43 c.1950′s.
7,62x25mm 35-round removable box magazine, open bolt blowback select fire, folding skeleton stock.

A rather mean-looking machine gun, it goes to show you how the crappiest muzzle break can give a style to a firearm.

anonymous asked:

As a side note, have you ever given much thought to how dragonborn breath weapons work? Since it's not useable in shapeshift forms, I assume it has something to do with my biology, rather than magic... but given the various types, there must be something going on there. What in my throat allows me to breathe lightning? Maybe like, special sinus full of... something? Hmmm. Anyway - no pressure to answer, but feel free to if you are bored or interested! :) -Ajax

Let me preface by saying that I am assuming 3.5 edition D&D rules where there are five different types of breath weapon: fire, cold, electric, acid and sonic.

Sonic: Exaggerated echolocation mechanism with an ultrasound frequency. They may have a structural adaptation in their jaw, or it’s possible they sort of croak like a frog.

Cold, Fire, Electric and Acid: All of these ‘breath weapons’ could actually be dispersed in the form of droplets that then react in air. This means the dragonborn basically has to spit or spray a line/cone of fluid, and if little cobras can do that, it’s not unreasonable. Simultaneously some form of energy is conducted along that fluid, giving the appearance of breathing fire/cold/lightning instead of spitting dangerously.

The acid is the most obvious one. Lots of organisms produce biological acids that would be suitable.

Fire could be produced by spraying pyrophoric liquids. Diphosphane seems like a good contender, but results in this type of dragonborn needing to chow down on lots of bones if they use their breath weapon frequently. They would need to be stored in a gland, like a salivary gland, with an oily base and would make cutting the face of these creatures highly hazardous.

Cold may be generated by spraying endothermic fluid. Basically makes your dragonborn one big fire extinguisher.

Electricity is generated often enough in nature by organisms with bioelectrogenesis, like the electric eel and certain rays. Ramp up the voltage and provide a sprayed mist of highly conductive fluid droplets (some sort of salt solution) and it’s not unreasonable to hope the electrical charge crosses a dense enough droplet spray. These are mechanisms that exist in nature, just coupled together and highly exaggerated. I imagine they probably have the spitting-glands somewhere in the back of the throat or top of the neck, with the current generating organ in the nasal sinus and roof of the mouth.

It’s pushing physics a bit, but this is fantasy.