On the surface, the idea of partnership with another powerful and capable military to share the burden of fighting the Islamic State may sound tempting. Russia has devoted considerable resources to broadcasting its “victorious war” in Syria, airing endless footage of spectacular airstrikes and trumpeting supposed territorial gains. The slick Kremlin media narrative and coordinated messaging campaigns have helped create powerful myths about its effectiveness in Syria and in the war against ISIS.

But that’s exactly what they are: myths. The truth is that it is both pointless and dangerous for America to fight ISIS alongside Russia. Pointless because the Russians are not there to fight ISIS — their real goals in the region have nothing to do with eliminating the terror group, but with empowering Assad and other anti-American allies. Dangerous because the United States and Russia share neither common goals nor common tactics. Our forces are not interoperable, and neither is the way we fight wars. Russians operate differently from Americans at every level of conflict — tactically, operationally, and strategically. There is no established trust between our nations or our forces, and the place to build that trust is not during a major operation where our goals are fundamentally misaligned.


U.S. Navy F/A-18F Super Hornet assigned to the Dust Devils of Air Test and Evaluation Squadron (VX) 31 at Naval Air Weapons Station China Lake, Calif., conducts an interoperability test event with a Navy F-35C Lightning II joint strike fighter aircraft over the Edwards Air Force Base test range

Ok, here’s The Thing with Steve and Peggy

I genuinely don’t think that the end kiss they shared in CATFA was their only kiss

Now this is just my interoperation of things, but I think they were together through most of that film, they just weren’t telling people. It would have undermined Peggy’s position, and compromised how people saw her. (We see that a little in Agent Carter when they refer to her as “Cap’s Girl”). After rescuing everyone, we all saw how they looked at each other, and I would not be surprised if soon after they got together. Their missions with the Howling Comandos were largely glossed over for the sake of time in the movie, but it fits perfectly within canon to believe that they were in a romantic relationship at the time. The part where they see Steve’s compass with a picture of Peggy and both get flustered, makes way more sense as “damnit we’re supposed to be on the DL” and not “oh no people will know I have a crush.”  I mean carrying around a pic of someone says “relationship” more than “secret yearning.” It was actually a fairly common thing in WWII for soldiers to carry pics of their SO. 

Even more so, look at how each one grieved the loss of the other. Peggy was married with kids by the time that Smithsonian interview rolled around and she still couldn’t talk about him. Steve’s first thought when dropped in 2012 is PEGGY. People who are saying “Ok but they had one kiss, its not all that” have a fair point, if thats all they shared. But I don’t think that was it. I really, genuinely do not. CATFA isn’t the best when it comes to pacing. It skips huge blocks of time, in a vague manner, and it would be easy to say “they only knew each other for 2 seconds and had one kiss” but a rewatch shows it was much longer. Look at how everyone in canon outside of the movie talks. Howard and Steve were close according to Tony. You don’t go on and on about a guy you barely knew from a bunker a few times. That kind of bond and friendship is amassed over time, which is another indicator that a lot happened off screen. 

Peggy always referred to him as “the love of her life” and when Wanda was in Steve’s brain in AOU, she was what was there. Calling him back home. She is what he dreams of. That’s not something you have with a one time thing person.

Everything in every other movie/show makes 100000x more sense, if we assume Steve and Peggy were together through CATFA.

Why so jealous, sweetheart? (Murphy)

Why so jealous, sweetheart?

Request: Can you write an imagine where Murphy sees you being all touchy feely with Bellamy and you try to make him jealous and bend down in front of Bellamy and stuff. Followed by  Dom! Murphy smut. Thanks! Love your blog. Keep it comin!

A/N: I’m not that great at smut, but I’ll try lol




               “(Y/N)!” Your ears perked up from a deep voice behind you. “Get your ass up and help me with these damn supplies. Abby and all her-“ Her proceeded to continue with his usual grumbling. Bellamy was nearly interoperable back at the old camp, but ever since Arcadia was developed, you supposed he was a bit better. He had his moments, though.

               You’d all changed since then. You smirked a bit, standing up while thinking of Murphy, probably off doing who knows what.

               Bellamy was outside your ‘door,’ barely gripping on to three of the boxes he had tucked in his arm while two were on the floor.

               “Hurry up.” He barked, turning and stomping away. You narrowed your eyes; if someone had told you when you first got to earth that you’d rather go and run around with Murphy, you’d tell them they were out of their minds.

               When you first arrived on this God forsaken planet, you and Murphy didn’t talk much except for the occasional bickering. But as the days drew on and the teenagers got more restless and well, dead, you’d somehow managed to crack open his shell, if only a little bit. But recently, after getting pushed around by everyone who survived from the ark, he’d been a bit pissy much like everyone else lately.

               Trailing behind the oldest Blake, you momentarily squinted at the harsh sunlight. The boxes in each of your arms were starting to get a bit heavy, but luckily Abby’s station wasn’t much farther. When you got to the tent, you were surprised to see Murphy sitting on the examination table while someone was shuffling through the other various supplies in the back. When they came back, you were a bit curious to see Raven, her pretty dark hair ruffled and some sort of metal square in her hand.

               She looked at you and Bellamy, smiling before turning to Murphy who smiled at her kindly. You raised an eyebrow; Murphy rarely smiled. She looked at you before whispering something and grinning, making your heart burn in your chest.

               Raven wouldn’t make fun of you, would she? She was your friend. And Murphy- you liked Murphy- what was going on between them?!

               Maybe nothing, maybe nothing at all-

               Then you saw his hand linger on top of hers for a bit longer than usual so you couldn’t see the object in hand. You bit the inside of your jaw.

               “(Y/N)?” Raven asked. You looked at her, finally taking your eyes off of the boy on the table. “Are you gonna put those down?”

               “Oh,” You just realized you were still holding them, “Yea. Must have dozed off. What’re you two doing here?” You tried to ask casual, but either you didn’t say it casually or something really did happen.

               Murphy coughed. “Had to get something for a project I was making.”

               This time, Bellamy snorted. “You? Projects, other than murder?”

               “I don’t think murder classifies as a project, Bellamy.” You said. “Anyone here clearly knows that it’s more of a hobby.”

               At this, everyone shook their head, grinning. Raven finally said goodbye and hobbled off, her ponytail swishing behind her. You watched her go, still wondering why and how you read Murphy’s possible mutual interest in you wrong. You knew he was cold and a little messed up, but hell, there was a good side to him. Maybe it just wasn’t as rarely shown as you thought.

               Your heart sunk at the thought. You weren’t special.

               “(Y/N)?” The boy in mind broke your train of thought. “I was… I was wondering.” He cleared his throat. “Meet me in about two hours outside of the 3rd food shed?”

               You looked at him, heart quickening at his bright blue eyes for a second before remembering Bellamy was in the room.

               Two could play at this game.

               “Actually,” You said, “I’m busy. Sorry.” Though from your tone you made sure you were clearly not sorry. A flash of hurt momentarily contorted his face and for a second you thought you imagined it.

               “Oh. Later, then?”

               You looked away from him to Bellamy, who stood there awkwardly, pretending to find the dirt floor fascinating. “I’m afraid not,” You sauntered over to him making sure to stand as close as possible. “Plans.”

               Before either boys could register anything else, you grabbed Bellamy’s hand and nearly stomped out of the station. When you were far enough away, and after various protests and questionings from Bellamy, you stopped.

               “What the hell, (Y/N)?” You turned around. “What was that? I thought you liked-“

               “Clearly,” You interrupted him, “He doesn’t like me back. So I’m going to try and make him jealous or at least see that I clearly do not care for him.” You crossed your arms.

               He raised an eyebrow. “But you do.”

               “I do? What? Who’s Murphy? I don’t know, let’s get out of here, babe.” When you tried taking his hand again, he pulled it away.

               “Whoa whoa whoa. I’m pretty sure Murphy likes you too, and as much as I’m flattered, really, I don’t want to hurt his feelings. You shouldn’t either.” You rolled your eyes. Of all times Bellamy suddenly decides to act like a responsible adult.

               “Who’s this Murphy you keep speaking of?” Your heart stammered at the words, but you ignored it and proceeded in grabbing his hand again, walking off and making sure to walk as close as possible.

               “Stubbornest person I’ll ever know,” He muttered.


               And so, it was at least two days of pretending to be with Bellamy. Definitely not the best in your life, that’s for sure. You wished over and over again that it was Murphy you got a piggy back ride from, Murphy who spun you around, Murphy who held your hand and hugged you and Murphy whose cheek and neck you kissed.

               Every time you saw him, you almost thought he looked hurt, but you told yourself that it was just your imagination playing up fantasies again.

               Finally, it was one fateful day when your fantasies came true.

               It was the evening, and everyone was either too busy or not busy enough. You were gathering some water for the inside, making sure to fill it all the way. Sadly, with you being a clumsy idiot, you knocked it over.

               You were in a triangle, and you saw your chance. Bellamy was right behind you, Murphy off to the side a few yards away, leaning against the ark. You leaned back a bit, pretending to stretch, making sure your back was against Bellamy’s chest.

               “When I lean over you know what to do.” You could almost feel his heart quickening and the blush come off his body, and you were sure your cheeks were flushed as well, but you bit your lip and exaggeratedly bent over, making sure your butt stood in the air.

               Your hands were just on the metal part of the bucket when Bellamy’s large ones were squeezing your ass, and you squeaked a bit, pretending to giggle.

               When you turned around, Bellamy was smirking a bit, but that’s not what caught your attention. No, Murphy was stomping over towards you with a ferocious look in his blue eyes and your heart stammered.

               He didn’t say anything as his hand gripped your elbow, dragging you through some random people, but you didn’t pay attention to their faces. You looked in front of him, asking him where you were going, what was he doing, but he didn’t answer.

               Finally, you’d gotten to his small room that he set up in the ark. You stumbled in as he shut the door.

               Now, he stood on the opposite room as you, his elbows crossed.

               “What the hell was that?”

               “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You retorted, waiting for his answer.

               You didn’t get any at first, instead, he stalked up to you, making you end up against a wall with him so close you could feel his breath on your face and across your chest, and you shivered.

               “I know what you’re doing.” He breathed, using one hand to trap you between him and the wall and the other to caress your cheek. Though his touch was gentle, the way his chest rose and fell suggested he was boiling inside. “It took me a while to figure it out. But I did. I didn’t have sex with Raven.”

               With this, he started kissing your neck, and you sucked in a breath, closing your eyes. “Of course.”

               “I’m telling the truth.” Now, he lightly bit and suckled on your skin and both of his hands suddenly slid down your waist to your thighs, hoisting them around his waist so you could feel his hardness pressed against you. “I made you something. But you have to promise never to pull a stunt like that again.”

               The temptation was almost too much; you just wanted to kiss him. But every time you tried moving his head with your hands so your lips could touch, he ducked away. You groaned.

               “Promise me you’re mine, (Y/N), promise me that another man will never touch you like that again. I’m yours,” He whispered in your ear, before lightly licking the shell, and then, as if the tension couldn’t get any worse, he grinded against you, making you let out a stifled moan. “Are you mine?”

               Finally you couldn’t take it anymore. You grabbed both sides of his face, making him leave your neck. Both of you were breathing heavy as you whispered against his lips, “yes.”

               And then he kissed you. It was so passionate and hard and almost seemed to say everything both of you were too scared to. So you kissed him again. And again. And soon enough, your clothes were on the floor and you were in nothing but your panties, and he was completely naked on top of you on his bed.

               “Shit.” He whispered as he kissed your breast, running his hands in between your thighs, palming your core. “You’re beautiful.”

               You bit your lip, running your hand through his hair before bringing his face up to yours again and grinding your hips against him. His hands gripped a mixture of the pillow and your hair around your head, and he groaned into the kiss.

               You tried gripping his shoulders so you could be on top, but he stopped you, grabbing your hands and pinning them on either sides of your head.

               “No. I’m going,” He kissed you on the mouth, “To prove,” Now on the neck, “That no other man,” he left a love bite on your right breast, “Could ever love you as well,” he was just outside your panties, and you moaned, bucking against him, “As I do.”

               “You don’t need to prove anything, Murphy.” You smiled, even though he couldn’t see you from his current position.

               “But I want to.” His fingers slid under your panties, kissing the outside of the fabric at first, earning a groan from you, and you felt him grin. “Do you know how jealous that made me?” Murphy kissed along your thigh, and you nearly squeaked when he left a love bite near the inside.

               “I’m starting to get-“groan “and idea.” Now, he chuckled as he finally pulled off your underwear. He put your thighs over his shoulders and without another second to waste gently kissed your core, which was wet already.

               “So beautiful.” He whispered, giving a tentative lick. “And all for me.”


               Now he was going all out, licking and delving his tongue inside of you. Your vision was blurring, the sensations unlike any you’ve ever felt. He licked and licked, and you ran your hands through his hair, pushing his face closer to you as you felt him smirk, all too enthusiastic to suck on your clit a bit.

               You nearly came undone, taking one of your hands out of his hair to hold onto his hand as he delved his tongue inside of you once more, and he squeezed your hand. You heard him inhale your scent, giving one more long lick from your core to your clit and down again before you finally came.

               “Murphy- I need you-“

               “I’m already on it.” And he was, for even when you struggled, he was clearly wanting to stay on top. You growled a bit. “We can save that for next time, sweetheart.”

               “Promise?” You chuckled. He kissed you, and the taste of yourself on his tongue was odd at first, but not so bad.

               “I promise.”

               “Then hurry up already.”

               He positioned your legs over his shoulders, his hands coming around your thighs to hold one of your own, and for some reason, that felt more intimate than what was going on right this second. The other hand grabbed a handful of your hair.

               You felt his hardness against you, and, all too eagerly, lifted your hips against his. He gave out a long moan as he finally slid into you, and you bit your lip. It was odd, the stretch, but not painful.

               He let down one of your legs so he could properly kiss your neck, and you leaned your head against his, grinding your hips at the same time so he got the hint. He started moving, and you were baffled by how amazing this was- how your heart was beating and how warm he felt above you and how this felt like a cheesy ‘love-making’ session but it did. He kissed you as he thrusted over and over, whispering your name and sweet nothings in your ear when you had to stop kissing for air.

               The feel of him moving in and out of you, every vein and every pulse sent a shiver of sensations up your spine.

               “Mine.” He whispered again. “All mine.” You bit your lip, feeling him hit a certain spot after picking up the pace quite a bit. “Moan for me, (Y/N). Moan my name. Let everyone hear you.”

               Now, after he was frantically thrusting into you sloppily and your body was being rocked against the bed, you didn’t hold back. You were nearing a familiar feeling when you heard him groan your name and something warm fill you and his length throb inside your walls. He didn’t stop, though, instead he took the hand that was grabbing your hair and rubbed your clit in circular motions before you finally came around him, shouting “Murphy!”

               You were both covered in sweat and breathing hard, and Murphy let down your thigh and wrapped his arms around your body, kissing your lips.

               With your breasts pressed up against his chest, you ran a hand through his hair, pushing it out of his eyes before kissing all over his face, grinning happily.

               “I love you.”

               “I love you too.”

“By the way, i was seeing Raven because I wanted to make something for you. It ended pretty badly, though. Raven should have it ready by tomorrow.”

“You’re making Raven do everything?”

“No, I promised her a quarter of my food rations for a month.”

You chuckled at this, and you lay together in silence for a bit.

               He pulled out, lying beside you before covering you two with his blanket which was surprisingly soft. You tangled your legs into his as his arms wrapped around your waist almost possessively, but more so protectively.

               “All mine.” He muttered, almost in disbelief, against your hair before drifting to sleep.

               You smiled lazily, feeling your own eyelids droop. “I’m all yours.” And with that, you fell asleep your first night of many, many nights with the complicated man you loved with all your heart. The world you lived in just made it more complicated, but at the same time, you were thankful for being sent down with the others.

               Otherwise, you never would’ve felt what it was like to be held by someone like him.


I don’t know if I could do the hardcore stuff like I see some people do, I don’t know, I could try if you guys want. This was probably awful and I apologize but yea cool


ExRIMPAC16 - Intergration Training

Photos by: CPL Matt Bickerton, and CPL David Said, Hawaii, USA.

Australian Army soldier Lance Corporal Joel Baron, Section 2IC, 1 Platoon, Alpha Company, 2nd Battalion, Royal Australian Regiment (2RAR), participates in Exercise Rim of the Pacific (RIMPAC) 2016, working closely with US Marines and other nations on a range of training activities at the United States Marine Corps Base on Kaneohe Bay from 29 June to 10 July 2016, before proceeding to the Big Island for live fire range activities.

Exercise RIMPAC is the world’s largest maritime exercise enhancing Australia’s relationship with the United States and contributing nations. It is aimed at strengthening international maritime partnerships, enhance interoperability and improve the readiness of participating forces for a wide range of potential operations.

The theme for RIMPAC 16 is “Capable, Adaptive, Partners” and provides a key opportunity for Australia’s Amphibious Force Landing Force to test their interoperability within the multinational amphibious readiness group.

Related to Tumblr being a total shitshow as a fandom platform: I’m so sick of social networks. I miss forums, mailing lists, anything with a commons, where content didn’t reside chiefly in individual accounts. Where communities were more than hashtags and a web of user-to-user connections.

I miss the archipelago of fan-run hobbyist sites. I miss the diversity of purposes they served. I’m so fucking sick of general-purpose monoliths and single points of failure that have to relentlessly monetize to cover enormous server costs.

The technology to make that archipelago interoperable is there, if that’s what was missing before.

(Diaspora was a really cool idea, but AFAIK it doesn’t have community spaces, and would suffer from the same structural problems as Tumblr and Twitter. Still. Archipelago. Distributed hosting. Interoperable sites. Right idea, wrong platform type. I wonder to what extent you could use fandom, with all its search and archive and categorization needs, as a guinea pig for some full-on Semantic Web bullshit.)


Marines with Company B, 1st Battalion, 1st Marine Regiment, conducting a live-fire range movement at Bradshaw Field Training Area, Northern Territory, Australia, Aug. 10, 2016, during Exercise Koolendong. Koolendong is an amphibious and live-fire exercise designed to increase interoperability between the U.S. Marine Corps and Australian Defense Force. (U.S. Marine Corps photo by Sgt. Sarah Anderson)


Naval Special Warfare Development Group
The Navy’s Tier 1 Special Missions Unit

The United States Naval Special Warfare Development Group (NSWDG), or DEVGRU, is a U.S. Navy component of Joint Special Operations Command, or JSOCThe primary mission of the Joint Special Operations Command is ostensibly to identify and eliminate terror cells worldwide. JSOC is a component command of the United States Special Operations Command (USSOCOM) and is charged to study special operations requirements and techniques to ensure interoperability and equipment standardization, plan and conduct special operations exercises and training, develop joint special operations tactics and execute special operations missions worldwide). 

It is often referred to as SEAL Team Six, the name of its predecessor which was officially disbanded in 1987. DEVGRU is administratively supported by Naval Special Warfare Command and operationally commanded by the Joint Special Operations Command. Most information concerning DEVGRU is classified and details of its activities are not usually commented on by either the White House or the Department of Defense. Despite the official name changes, “SEAL Team Six” remains the unit’s widely recognized moniker. It is sometimes referred to in the U.S. media as a Special Missions Unit.

DEVGRU and its Army counterpart, Delta Force, are the United States military’s primary counter-terrorism units. Although DEVGRU was created as a maritime counter-terrorism unit, it has become a multi-functional special operations unit with several roles that include high-risk personnel/hostage extractions and other specialized missions.

The Central Intelligence Agency’s highly secretive Special Activities Division (SAD) and more specifically its elite Special Operations Group (SOG) often works with—and recruits—operators from DEVGRU. The combination of these units led to the most significant special operations success in the Global War On Terror.

Hello My Question Is…

My questions is “Do we design for the eye or the mind?’ referring to the idea that it is the eye the physically sees design but yet it’s the mind that understands what is presented. It’s interesting to consider which the designer will initially think of when designing, how the eye will see it or how the mind will interoperate it?

PHILIPPINE SEA (Nov. 2, 2016) An F/A-18E Super Hornet, assigned to the “Royal Maces” of Strike Fighter Squadron (VFA) 27, prepares to launch from the flight deck of the Navy’s only forward-deployed aircraft carrier, USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76), during Keen Sword 17 (KS17). KS17 is a biennial, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff-directed, U.S. Pacific Command-sponsored Field Training Exercise (FTX). KS17 is a joint/bilateral FTX designed to meet mutual defense objectives by increasing combat readiness and interoperability between Japan Self-Defense Forces (JSDF) and U.S. forces. Ronald Reagan, the flagship of Carrier Strike Group Five (CSG 5), is on patrol in the Philippine Sea supporting security and stability in the Indo-Asia-Pacific region. (U.S. Navy photo by Petty Officer 3rd Class Nathan Burke/Released)

PHILIPPINE SEA (Nov. 2, 2016) An F/A-18E Super Hornet, assigned to the “Royal Maces” of Strike Fighter Squadron (VFA) 27, launches from the flight deck of the Navy’s only forward-deployed aircraft carrier, USS Ronald Reagan (CVN 76), during Keen Sword 17 (KS17). KS17 is a biennial, Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff-directed, U.S. Pacific Command-sponsored Field Training Exercise (FTX). KS17 is a joint/bilateral FTX designed to meet mutual defense objectives by increasing combat readiness and interoperability between Japan Self-Defense Forces (JSDF) and U.S. forces. Ronald Reagan, the flagship of Carrier Strike Group Five (CSG 5), is on patrol in the Philippine Sea supporting security and stability in the Indo-Asia-Pacific region. (U.S. Navy photo by Petty Officer 3rd Class Nathan Burke/Released)


Peruvian cross training.

In support of SOC South, a MH-60 from 3rd Battalion, 160th Special Operations Aviation Regiment (SOAR), prepares to land providing aerial support during a combined U.S. and Peruvian training exercise at a training installation near Lima, Peru.

Members from Peru’s elite law enforcement unit called the “Sub-Unidad de Acciones Tacticas,” commonly referred to as “SUAT,” and Green Berets assigned to the 7th Special Forces Group (Airborne) participated in the combined training mission.

The training exchange enabled U.S. and Peruvian special operations forces to share military tactics, improve interoperability and strengthen partnerships between the two nations.

(U.S. Army photos by Chief Warrant Officer 4 Robert Villarreal, Special Correspondent to SOCSOUTH, 25 MAR 2015.)


The U.S. Army conducted one of the most complex joint-training exercises in over a decade: a major JFE exercise Aug. 5-6, 2015, at the Army’s National Training Center on Fort Irwin, California, honing the U.S. Armed Forces’ abilities to project decisive combat power globally. This joint-training exercise, dubbed “Dragon Spear,” focuses on the interoperability, interdependence, and integration of conventional and Special Operations Forces in a complex, dynamic combat scenario. This joint exercise includes more than 1,500 fighting forces from: The United States Army Special Operations Command, Joint Special Operations Command, XVIII Airborne Corps, and the U.S. Air Force.


Service members with the French Foreign Legion’s 6th Light Armored Brigade and U.S. Marines with Special-Purpose Marine Air-Ground Task Force Crisis Response-Africa, step out towards an objective during a training exercise on Quartier Colonel de Chabrieres, France, May 29, 2015. 

Marines stationed at Moròn Air Base, Spain, conducted a seize and capture training exercise with the French infantrymen to further improve interoperability between the two NATO forces as they concurrently deploy their service members to Africa. 


Turning challenges into opportunities.

A pararescue specialist from the 83rd Expeditionary Rescue Squadron, attends to Senior Airman Joshua Calara, 455th Expeditionary Maintenance Squadron armament systems technician, during a joint mass casualty and extraction exercise at Bagram Airfield, Afghanistan. Airmen from the 83rd ERQS, paired with soldiers from the 717th Explosive Ordinance Disposal Unit to increase interoperability with each other and demonstrate theater personnel recovery capabilities. Before pararescue specialist could care for and recover wounded patients, EOD members, cleared and secured the area by identifying, removing and disposing of simulated ordnance in the area and from crashed vehicles carrying explosives.

Senior Airman Kyle Green, 83rd Expeditionary Rescue Squadron pararescue specialist, cuts the hinges on a mine-resistant, ambush-protected vehicle door to better access simulated victims.

(U.S. Air Force photos by Senior Airman Justyn M. Freeman, 18 AUG 2016.)


U.S. Marines and Sailors with the 13th Marine Expeditionary Unit participated in the kick-off event for Exercise Ssang Yong by sending amphibious assualt vehicles from the USS Harpers Ferry to Hwajinri beach in South Korea March 12,2016. Exercise Ssang Yong is a biennial combined amphibious exercise conducted by forward-deployed U.S. forces with the Republic of Korea Navy and Marine Corps, Australian Army and Royal New Zealand Army Forces in order to strengthen our interoperability and working relationships across a wide range of military operations - from disaster relief to complex expeditionary operations. 

(U.S. Marine Corps photos by Sgt. Briauna Birl/Released)

Summer lovin’ #soldierporn: European vacation.

US, Poland strengthen interoperability through combat control -Two 321st Special Tactics Squadron combat controllers watch as a 354th Expeditionary Fighter Squadron A-10C Thunderbolt II aircraft flies overhead during austere landing training at Nowe Miasto, Poland. The combat controllers set up an austere landing strip for the A-10 pilots to practice landing. The unimproved surface simulates possible landing conditions in a deployed environment. The aircraft deployed to Poland in support of Operation Atlantic Resolve to bolster air power capabilities while underscoring the U.S. commitment to European security and stability. 

(U.S. Air Force photo by Airman 1st Class Luke Kitterman, 20 JUL 2015.)


U.S., Canadian and Slovenian soldiers during exercise Allied Spirit IV at the U.S. Army’s Joint Multinational Readiness Center in Hohenfels Training Area, Germany, Jan. 21 - 25, 2016. Exercise Allied Spirit IV is a U.S. Army Europe-directed, 7th Army Joint Multinational Training Command-conducted multinational exercise that is designed to prepare forces in Europe to operate together by exercising tactical interoperability and testing secure communications within NATO Alliance members and partner nations. 


Long Range

Recon Troopers from 3rd Squadron, 2nd Cavalry Regiment join Latvian and Canadian recon teams for weapon familiarization training during Operation Summer Shield XII at Adazi Military Base, Latvia, March 26, 2015. Soldiers fired at pop-up targets throughout the 1,100-meter range, familiarizing themselves with efficient operating techniques of sniper rifles, assault rifles, machine guns, grenade launchers, and pistols during the range day. Familiarization and cross platform training on joint weapon systems is crucial to maintaining a high level of interoperability between NATO member nations. Operation Summer Shield XII is a 10-day evolving training process during which partner forces from the U.S., Latvia, Lithuania, Luxemburg, Germany, Canada and the United Kingdom work alongside one another in combined arms and live-fire maneuvers. (U.S. Army photos by Sgt. Aaron Ellerman 204th Public Affairs Detachment/Released)