Leadership of the highest kind The Green Machine This great Nation & Its People War

Lord knows we could really use some men like him today!

Strategy General George S. Patton Photograph by Retro Images Archive

Art War

What is Old is “New” again in Afghanistan

War Well I thought it was neat!


Stand & Deliver War

A Bear Charged Me – Epic Story of Self Defense in the Field by JAMES NASH

Bears get aggressive when defending a kill, especially in the fall.

Let me start from the beginning. The date is August 31, 2021. My client has been with me since the opening day of archery season and has hunted with a bow a long time. He was born in 1947 and has never killed a big bull elk— we are working on making that happen. Over the past couple of days, he has had some good opportunities but hasn’t let an arrow off its leash— waiting for the perfect shot.

On this morning, he is sitting a stand over a wallow by himself. The wind stays steady and elk come through the wallow in small groups until a mature six-point hits the water alone. The bow is drawn and the arrow released. My client texts me on his Garmin InReach and tells me he’s shot and it was a good hit. As soon as I get the message I start gearing up.

My tracking kit includes two GPS’s, a radio, flagging, binoculars, some hydrogen peroxide in a spray bottle, and a gun. Back in 2017 in this same part of the woods, an elderly client was following his guide who was blood trailing an elk when the hunter felt something was behind him. He turned to see a bear also following the blood trail and was able to get an arrow knocked, drawn, and fired into the bear. While mountain lions, bears, and wayward humans are not a common threat, I still consider it a responsibility to carry a gun while in the woods. I might need to shoot something.

Typically I bring a Marlin 45-70 with 400-grain hard cast gas checks. The rifle has a ghost ring peep sight and a section of rail attached to the side of the barrel near the end of the magazine tube where I have a 400-lumen Streamlight attached. The light is positioned in a way that it illuminates my front sight post in its halo, so if I have to shoot in the dark I at least know which way the gun is pointing.

But, I am not immune to making comfort-based decisions. Guiding early-season includes brutal hours. I am up by 0330 to prep gear, make coffee, wake up clients and get into the field well before shooting light. Evening hunts are followed by dinner and clean-up, and I’m not done until 2300 at night, even later if we kill an elk in the evening and need to get him packed out and hanging. As it happened, we had killed a big 6 point bull the night before and I was running on little sleep.

As I’m lacing up my boots I look at the gun options on the bench near the door of the lodge. I refer to them as casual, business, and emergency. Casual is my Sig P365 9mm. It is the standard P365 slide on the XL frame with a 12 round magazine. Emergency is the 45-70. Business is a P220 hunter in 10mm. Mine is a bit of a frankengun. The frame is finished in Kryptek while the slide is finished in First Lite. I wanted a slide that was cut for the new Romeo 2 red dot and this was the only one available. The Romeo2 is the only reflex sight from Sig that is enclosed and can survive the beating issued from the recoil of the 10mm. The enclosure makes it possible for outdoorsmen to actually use this sight, otherwise, a single drop of rain or a pine needle can block the red dot, making it useless.

Based on the information I have at the moment, a good shot has been made by an experienced hunter and I should just be going to recover an elk that didn’t go very far. So I choose my 10mm and head out the door.

Twenty yards from the wallow I find a single drop of blood mixed with the tracks of 100 head of elk. No arrow. No more blood. My apprentice guide, Aaron, the hunter, and I begin gridding. We find lung blood 200 yards later and start working hard on hands and knees, picking up a drop or two of blood every fifty yards or so. Mostly we track the bull by the extra weight he puts on his front right hoof.

This is the kind of blood I like to find, from the bull killed on August 30th.

Three hours into the trail I hear a raven and leave Aaron to work the trail while I go to investigate, hoping to get lucky. As I get closer I hear more ravens calling and start to pick up the sound of their wing beats and then smell the unmistakable odor of death.

I know this isn’t the bull I’ve been after, this is old stinky death. I still want to know what it was, and as I work my way into the wind I see the bear.

It’s hard to describe how it was moving. To begin with, it was popping up and down in a gallop and as it did so it appeared to be making up its mind to charge flat out. I drew my pistol and as soon as I saw the red dot with brown hair behind it I pulled the trigger. The bear stopped, roared, and spun as I fired again. At the impact of the second shot, it fell flat dead. The 180 grain V Crown had punched a hole through its heart.

Sig V Crown 180grain 10mm vs bear heart

I immediately started looking around for cubs or other threats as the adrenaline flooded. My breathing got heavy and my hands shook. I dead-checked the bear then went into the brush where it had come from and discovered a dead mature 5×6 bull elk with some of his velvet still on. My guess is he had died about 10 days earlier.

I had a fall bear tag in my pocket so I punched it. I called Aaron on the radio to let him know what was going on and we backed off the bull we had been tracking to give him more time. A few hours later we came back and found the elk who had been hit in one lung and died roughly 1/4 mile from where he had been shot. A beautiful 6×6 that was as full of character as the hunter who had killed him.

My thoughts on carrying a gun while bow hunting or guiding haven’t changed much since this bear charge, but rather have reinforced them.

First, carry a damn gun.

Secondly, there is a phrase in motorcycle riding regarding gear— “dress for the wreck.” This applies to backcountry carry as well. The gun you pick has to be convenient enough that you will bring it with you, but it also has to be capable of doing the job. The P365 has unmatched convenience, but once you are in a gunfight with a bear, do you want to have that or the heavier full-framed 10mm? I’m team 10mil on that one. Hindsight being what it is, I would still choose the 10mil over my 45-70 carbine for speed, and in this case, speed mattered. This bear died 8 yards away from me. They cover that distance in less than a second.

Third, get trained and keep training. I draw my pistol a lot. I have the same ammo struggles as everyone else so I can’t stand on the range and bang steel all day. The standard I train to is to be able to see a target, draw and have a good grip on the gun with the dot on the target in about 1 second. I practice that a couple of times every time I put the gun on. I owe a lot to Daniel Horner, who taught me grip and stance in a way that kept that bear from getting any closer.

Lastly, in selecting your carry pistol for hunting I suggest some additional criteria. Get a gun with a grip angle that matches your body. Carry it in a way you can access it quickly. Chest holsters are a great option when you are carrying a pack. If it’s inside your pack it might as well be a rock. Don’t stress about magazine capacity, it’s going to be over with before you get to the bottom of a single stack, one way or another. Carry the gun with a round in the chamber. I didn’t have time to rack the slide.

Stay vigilant out there folks. These animals aren’t civilized.

Allies Soldiering War

The British sure were busy in Africa back in the day!

Hello and Welcome from an old campaigner …..

Here is a collection of military tales mostly based upon the activities of officers and men from the British County Regiments who came to Africa to do their duty as they understood it had to be done.
There is also some description of events during the Great War in Africa, and details of war-time units raised within the continent. Most of these accounts have been published in regimental and museum newsletters and journals.
Some constant themes run through accounts of fighting in Africa: 
The ferocity of the fight – killing is the only thing that counts.
Administrative problems, particularly the provision of water and the vulnerability of lines of communication, often determine tactics.
Much of the terrain dictates that infantrymen do the fighting – armour, field artillery and aircraft may be useful but their presence involves costly technical support.
Tribal custom and belief can win or lose the day.
The local enemy leader does not burden his mind with complications such as taking prisoners or evacuating casualties.
Africa always wins – the invaders or colonizers in the end acquiesce.

During 50 years of observing campaigns in Africa – mercenary insertions, tribal conflicts, colonial actions, and liberation struggles – it is noticeable that nothing much changes.
As you read these words some army somewhere in Africa, probably equipped with very basic weapons, will be fighting and killing.
That is how it is.
So sit back and savour some military moments from the past.
After a particularly rough battle in Africa Sir Henry Newboldt wrote in his poem “Vitai Lampada”:
                              “The sand of the desert is sodden red, 
                                Red with the wreck of a square that broke; 

                               The Gatling’s jammed and the colonel dead,
                               And the regiment blind with dust and smoke.

                              The river of death has brimmed his banks,
                              And England’s far, and Honor a name,
                               But the voice of a schoolboy rallies the ranks,
                              “Play up! play up! and play the game!””

Above: The Medals of Major E.W. Hunt DSO, MC. Major Hunt was an old Africa campaigner, besieged with Baden Powell at Mafeking he later fought in German South West Africa then German East Africa.

Harry’s Wars in Africa
–Egypt 1882: 
Wolseley leads his men from Alexandria to Tel-El-Kebir
–Angoniland Rebellion:
 Nyasaland 1898-99
–Gambia 1866: 
A Victoria Cross for Samuel Hodge, serving with the 4th West India regiment
— The Yoni Campaign: Sierra Leone 1887-88
–Witu 1890: A punitive expedition in East Africa

–The Jebu War: 
Nigeria 1892
–Bronkhorst Spruit: 
The first shots of the 1880-1881 Transvaal war are fired.
–Rejaf 1897: A battle in the Congo Free State
–Taita Hills: A punitive expedition in 1898
 Fighting an epidemic, then fighting a battle

Mafia Island: Battle in an exotic location off the coast of GEA
–The Lake Chad area: The men of the Nigeria Regiment take WW1 up onto Mora Mountain
–The fight for Zuganatto bridge:
 Baron Eric von Otter of the 3rd King’s African Rifles wins the Military Cross
–A Final Volley! :  Major Harold Walter Gooch Meyer Griffith, The Loyal North Lancashire Regiment was killed in Action in Kamerun in 1915, at the same time winning the French Croix de guerre
— Bweho-Chini: Bayonets in the bush then medals all around in a gallant action in German East Africa in 1917
— The East Africa Police Service Battalion:
 Policemen mobilised against the Schutztruppe.
— The Baganda Rifles: Ugandan hunters fighting in German East Africa
— Ross’s Scouts: Major Charles Ross DSO, leads a scouting commando in German East Africa.
–We have got the Maxim Gun: Captain A.J. Pott DCM took part in the campaign in Darfur 1916 including the battle at Beringia   
–Longido Mountain 1915:
 Lieutenant Thomas Wilson wins an MC for cool machine gun work during an abortive attack
The Narungombe water holes: Lieutenant John Lawrence Leslie-Smith, originally of The Border regiment, won the Military Cross while fighting with the Gold Coast regiment in the Kilwa – Lindi region in German East Africa
–Lukuledi Mission: Fighting in German East Africa 1917
–The fight at Kisii: 
British East Africa in September 1914
–A Cameroons campaign Victoria Cross: 
Captain Butler’s action in the Cameroons, 1914
–The road to Tunduru:
 The death of Lt. C.W. Walser, Kings African Rifles.
–Gambia 1891-2: A Victoria Cross for William James Gordon of the West India Regiment
Barton’s Battalion: Captain Charles Walter Barton and the men of the 1KAR in Nyasaland and Portuguese East Africa 1918
–Somaliland 1884-1898: The early years on the Horn of Africa
–Somaliland 1901: The fighting continues 
–Suez 1914-15: 
Turks across the canal!
— Van Deventer’s Scouts: Captain W.A. Bloomfield, an East African VC 
— The Ugandan Railway Volunteer Reserve: 
Guarding the rails in 1914
— The Magadi Defence Force:
 A fantastically obscure bit of 1914 history. HERE
— The Gambia Company: German Kamerun 1914-16
— The Northern Rhodesian Rifles: Mobile Units 1914-16
— The 15th Ludhiana Sikhs and the SenussiThe Egyptian Western Desert, 1915-16
–Togoland 1914: If you blinked… you missed it. The lightning campaign in Togoland 1914
— The Uganda Volunteer Reserve: Uganda 1914-1916
— Cole’s Scouts: Somali Scouts, one of the exotic units that Makes Harry’s Africa so unique
— Kikarunga Hill: The death of Capt Butler VC DSO

— Kamerun, 1914: The attacks on Yabasi, October 1914
— Captain Arnold Wienholt, DSO MC and Bar: Bush Scout and Intelligence Officer
— Machine Gunner!: The East African MG Coy 
–The advance from Port Amelia: The Gold Coast Regiment in Portugese East Africa 1918
— British East Africa, 1913: The last Prewar DSO and more…
— Somaliland Camel Corps: 1921-1925
–Juba River, 1893: Initial British clashes with the Somalis of Jubaland 
— Malangali 1916: The Union Central African Imperial Service Contingent
–Lioma, August 1918: The Final Great War Battle for the 1st Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the King’s African Rifles
–Northern Rhodesia 1914 – 1915: Northern Rhodesian Policemen and Belgian Askaris against von Lettow-Vorbeck’s Schutztruppe
— BSAP Special Reserve Companies: Southern Rhodesia responds to German aggression on the Northern Rhodesia border
— The Rhodesia Native Regiment: German East Africa 1916
— Cape Corps in Battle: The 1st Cape Corps in German East Africa 1916-17 

— Southern German East Africa
: The Operations in October 1916

— Narunyu 1917 : The King’s African Rifles in GEA 1917

— Kibata:
 German East Africa 1916-17, The 129th Duke of Connaught’s own Baluchis 
— Blockade Breakers: German supply ships to German East Africa

— Uganda 1902-1913 :
 Military Operations in Central and North-Western Uganda
— SE of Lake Victoria Nyanza 1915
— Potuguese Offensive GEA: The Kionga Triangle and Newala
 From Rumbo to the Rovuma River : The Nyasaland-recruited 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the King’s African Rifles in action during 1917 HERE

— Loyal North Lancs MGC Part 1: 
German East Africa October 1915 to April 1916 HERE
— Loyal North Lancs MGC Part 2: German East Africa May to December 1916 HERE 

— The “Mad Mullah” 
: The Second British Campaign in Somaliland against the “Mad Mullah”
— The “Mad Mullah” 1902-03 : The Third Campaign in Somaliland 
— The Fight at Lubemba Point : Lake Victoria, 1915
— African Odyssey: The eventful life and death of Major Herbert Augustine Carter VC

— Advance into German East Africa: Indian Army Units 1916
— Somaliland 1903-04: The fourth Campaign against the Mad Mullah
— Somaliland Camel Corps: Defending British Somaliland – 1940

— Punjabis in Somaliland: July 1940 – March 1941 The Italian Invasion and British Re-occupation of British Somaliland
Somaliland 1905 – 1913 : Military activities in the Somaliland Protectorate from 1905 to 1907
— Shimber Berris — The raising and first operations of the Somaliland Camel Corps November 1914 to February 1915
— British East Africa: the 29th Punjabis in September – December 1914
— British Somaliland : Minor operations against the “Mad Mullah” March 1915-October 1919
— East Africa : The 2nd Battalion The Loyal North Lancashire Regiment in East Africa 1914-1917
— British Somaliland: The final campaign against the “Mad Mullah” 1920
–British and German East Africa 1915-16: The Mounted Infantry Company 
— Kenya 1940 : East African troops Skirmish on the Border with the Italian Army
— Operation LINE: The road from Majunga to Tananarive
— German East Africa – The 3rd Battalion of 2nd King’s African Rifles in German East Africa in 1917 
Mentioned in Despatches – MIDs for the Great War Campaigns in West Africa, Togo and Kamerun
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All About Guns The Green Machine War

Browning’s M1911 and the Tale of a U.S. Combat Engineer in Italy by WILL DABBS

Author’s noteThis article is part of an ongoing series on Allied small arms of World War 2. In each installment, we will endeavor to explore the humanity behind the firearms with which Allied combatants defeated the Axis powers.
General George Patton once opined, “Wars may be fought with weapons, but they are won by men.” In this series, we will investigate both the guns and the men behind them in the context of the planet’s bloodiest conflict.

The 1911A1 pistol armed generations of American GIs as they marched off to defend democracy against those who wished to snuff it. We stand on the shoulders of giants and do so frequently take our freedoms for granted.

The man was nineteen years old when he blackened his face with soot from a wood stove and crept to within scant yards of a fortified German position under cover of darkness. During the course of the next several hours, he emplaced a minefield within earshot of dozens of Wehrmacht soldiers.
He could clearly hear them laughing and talking as he methodically armed his devices and then retreated back to his own lines.
His job as a Combat Engineer carried with it all the risks of the Infantry along with the responsibility to emplace and clear minefields. He earned a Silver Star for his actions that night.
The man and his buddies once cleared a German minefield and ended up with a small mountain of disarmed Teller mines stacked up on a secluded Italian beach.
A sensible man might have blown the mines a few at a time. However, these were not sensible men. These were American teenagers. They rigged a few blocks of TNT with a generous time fuse and placed it in the stack before retreating behind an ample dune.
The resulting explosion left a crater that could be mistaken for a small harbor and blew out every window in the nearby Italian village. The force of the blast lifted him bodily off the ground as he cowered behind his little hill. He and his mates emerged, ears ringing and sinuses cleared, to laugh about the chaos they had just unleashed.
There is an immutable pathos to be found in the fact that most soldiers are really just glorified children. I know I was. What is wrong with us as a species?
The man had never before been outside Mississippi, so he was curious about Italy and the detritus of war. One afternoon after his duties were complete he struck off alone into a nearby bombed-out village simply to explore.
This was a world at war so he carried along his Colt 1911A1 pistol. In a combat zone, a man’s weapon is his constant companion. It is equal part tool and talisman, but one is never without it.
The man wandered into a massive pile of rubble that had once been a large building. In the dim light, he was fascinated with the little-broken things that defined lives once vibrant though now destroyed. Stepping through a wrecked doorway he found himself unexpectedly face to face with his German counterpart.
This other young man was likely on a similar mission, just wandering to satisfy curiosity or assuage boredom. Regardless of the impetus, fate was destined to be exceptionally cruel this day. The young German soldier carried a bolt action Kar98k rifle and was comparably alone.
Both men stared dumbstruck at each other for a pregnant moment, close enough to see the other breathe. Reflexively they scrambled for their weapons, but my buddy was faster. A single .45ACP round to the chest dropped the young German where he stood.
Practical killing is seldom like the movies. The process typically takes a while, and this was no exception. To have been both participant and witness at such close quarters changed this man forever.
This gentleman was not a professional warrior or some highly trained Specops killer. When I knew him he worked in a bank. He was background clutter in the world’s most vibrant democracy.
He and his friends were citizen soldiers who abandoned their lives to ensure the blessings of liberty for their fellow Americans for generations to come. They were heroes in every sense. More than 400,000 of them never came home. How can we ever live up to that?

The Gun

The 1911A1 pistol armed generations of American fighting men. Powerful, reliable, and mean, the 1911 is a fistful of Americana.

In the late 1800’s the US military was burning through prototype firearms at an unprecedented rate. Small arms technology was outpacing both tactics and procurement, so government arms rooms housed a uniquely variegated selection.
In a single decade, the military cycled through the M19892/96/98 Krag rifles as well as the M1895 Navy Lee. Revolvers from Smith and Wesson as well as Colt filled GI holsters. The Colt M1892 fired the .38 Long Colt cartridge.

The 1911 handgun soldiered on until the late 1980’s. Here we see Sergeant Ronald Payne wielding his 1911A1 as he explores a tunnel complex in Vietnam in 1967. I quite literally cannot imagine the kind of courage required to undertake such a thing.

The war went by several names. It was variously called the Filipino-American War, the Philippine War, or the Tagalog Insurgency. Regardless, this short but bloody conflict served as our rude introduction to the fine art of Islamic Jihad.
Muslim Moro tribesmen were known to lash wet leather thongs around their testicles that shrank as they dried, working them into a justifiable frenzy. The .38 revolvers of the day simply weren’t up to the task.

My most prized worldly possession. My wife’s grandfather carried a 1911A1 pistol throughout World War II that bore this handmade sweetheart grip. After his death, last year at age 96 custody of this priceless artifact fell to me.

John Moses Browning was the most gifted firearms designer in human history. He held 128 patents by the time he keeled over of heart failure at his workbench in 1926 at the FN factory in Liege, Belgium. When he built the US government’s new combat handgun and the cartridge it fired he took no chances.
The European standard at the time pushed a 9mm bullet that weighed 115 grains. Old John Moses just doubled that to create the .45ACP that set the standard for man-portable stopping power more than a century later.
The recoil-operated semiautomatic handgun that fired it went on to inspire fully 95% of the modern combat pistol designs available today.
We came surprisingly close to adopting a DWM Luger pistol chambered in .45ACP as an American service handgun. These original .45ACP Lugers submitted for the pistol trials in 1906 are arguably the most collectible military firearms in the world.
They are quite literally priceless today. Should you trip over one in grandpa’s attic please give me a call. Maybe we can work a deal.
DWM ultimately dropped out of the competition leaving only Savage and Colt. Over the course of a two-day period, a single sample of each fired 6,000 rounds.
The guns were simply dunked in water when they grew too hot to handle. At the end of the process, the Savage gun had suffered 37 failures. Browning’s 1911 had none.
The design was tweaked in 1924 into the 1911A1, and this was the gun my friend carried in Italy. I was issued one myself back when I first donned a US Army uniform of my own.
When American GIs of both genders are finally packing phased plasma rifles for their forays downrange, old geezers like me will still be looking with longing admiration at the classic manly lines of John Browning’s martial masterpiece.

Trigger Time

The GI-issue 1911 helped free continents through decades of dependable service

When John Moses Browning needed to build a new cartridge he simply took the 9mm Parabellum (left) and doubled it. The resulting finger-sized round sets the standard for stopping power even today.

In its original GI guise, the 1911A1 is indeed a handful. Recoil is not insubstantial, and there are only seven rounds in the magazine. Additionally, before we started lowering and flaring all of our ejection ports the thing was notorious for dropping empties onto the top of your head.
That first 1911A1 I was issued rattled like a tambourine when you shook it, but it went off every single time you pulled the trigger. I’ve shot lots more accurate handguns, but ours had been through the rebuild process a time or three by the time they fell into our mitts in the late 1980’s. Those tired old pistols had been new when my pal earned his Silver Star in Italy.
The rounds are as big as my finger, and they punch nearly half-inch holes, even with pedestrian ball ammunition. When stoked with modern expanding ammo the downrange results are undeniably devastating.
I once saw a guy who had been shot in the mouth with one of these things. The back of his head sported a hole that would accommodate a mature orange. It didn’t hurt long.


The 1911A1 is a handful in action. Recoil is not insubstantial, but the gun is unnaturally reliable.

The 1911 pistol is as much a part of the fabric of America as is baseball, fast cars, and pretty girls. Literally, countless young men headed off into harm’s way with one of Mr. Browning’s hand cannons tucked into their belts. When life got extra sucky these guys knew they packed the best combat handgun on the planet.
War defines a man. It also defines a generation. Those old guys came home from the most expansive conflict in all of human history desperate to build and create.
They had seen so much death and pain that all they wanted to do was make a world that was fresh, clean, and new. It was this spirit that built the United States into the most powerful and respected nation in all of human history. It remains to be seen if those of us who came of age later can prove ourselves worthy of this precious legacy.
Special thanks to for the gear we used to outfit our period paratrooper.

Technical Specifications

1944-Production Remington Rand 1911A1
Caliber                            .45ACP
Length (in)                     8.5
Barrel Length (in)           5.03
Weight (ounces)             39
Sights                               Fixed
Action                              Recoil-Operated
Mag Capacity                  7

Performance Specifications

1944-Production Remington Rand 1911A1 .45ACP
Browning 230-gr FMJ/SIG SAUER V-Crown 230-gr JHP
Gun                                Group Size (Inches)        Velocity (Feet per Second)
Browning 230-gr FMJ                       1.5                                 870
SIG SAUER V-Crown 230-gr JHP   1.4                                 857
Group size is the best four of five shots measured center to center at fourteen meters from a simple rest. Velocity is the average of three shots fired across a Caldwell Ballistic Chronograph oriented ten feet from the muzzle.


I don’t know about you but I find these kind of pictures a little creepy! Comments welcomed!

Our Great Kids Soldiering War

The Giant Who Killed Chinese Troops with His BARE HANDS: David B. Bleak

He was in my Former national Guard Unit – The 40th Infantry Division. Grumpy


The Battle of Milne Bay – The Unknown Turning Point of the Pacific War