Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, January 25, 2010
|Weight, empty||2,18 kg prototype |
1,8 - 2,0 kg target for production gun
|Length (stock folded / opened)||406 / 635 mm|
|Barrel length||140 mm|
|Rate of fire||800 to 1100 rounds per minute|
|Magazine capacity||13 rounds (28 round magazine is being developed)|
|Effective range||100 meters|
Kriss Super V™ submachine gun is an interesting experimental weapon which is currently (spring 2007) under advanced stages of development. The name Kriss comes from Indonesian sword or large knife with flame-like blade. This weapon is intended to provide operators with improved control over accuracy and bullet dispersion, in both semi-automatic and full automatic modes, while firing hard-hitting .45 ACP ammunition. The overall design also permits the Kriss to be fired single-handedly when required by tactical situations and with adequate accuracy. To achieve those goals, Kriss Super V™ submachine gun employs three basic solutions. First is to place the axis of the recoil force in line with the firing hand, thus minimizing the muzzle climbing. Such system was previously employed in Olympic-class small-bore pistol developed in Russia and was subsequently banned from international ISU competitions because of extremely high accuracy, which made completion "unfair". The second solution is probably more novel, as it uses a laterally moving weight, attached to the breechblock (bolt), to divert recoil forces to the bottom direction. The third solution is actually a part of the second system, and it employs a variable-angle track in the weight (#510 on diagram above), which puts a breechblock at a mechanical disadvantage during earlier stages of recoil, thus slowing down the movement of the bolt while pressure in the barrel is still high. As a result of these measures, Kriss Super V™ submachine gun has significantly less muzzle climb when compared to most modern submachine guns. This results in better accuracy and better grouping of hits on target, providing operators with greater lethality during short-range and short-time encounters.
According to the manufacturer, the Transformational Defense Industries, Inc. (TDI), a wholly-owned US subsidiary of the Gamma Industries (Switzerland), the Super V™ system also can be used for submachine guns in other calibers (i.e. 9mm Luger and .40SW). TDI is also developing civilian-legal semiautomatic carbines with 16" (405 mm) barrels. To date (April 2007) TDI has manufactured four prototypes of the Kriss Super V™ submachine guns, which displayed very promising results during numerous live-fire tests. The development of selective-fired version of Kriss Super V™ weapon is conducted in cooperation with US Army ARDEC and several undisclosed industry partners.
Kriss Super V™ submachine gun is delayed blowback operated, selectively fired submachine gun. It fires from closed bolt for enhanced first-shot accuracy. Fire control group is situated above the barrel. Very light bolt is connected to the vertically sliding weight, which is located within a polymer housing in front of the pistol grip. In one of tested configurations additional Enidine hydraulic buffer assembly is employed to further decrease rate of fire by about 200 rpm and to lower weight of the moving parts. Folding cocking handle is located on the left side of the gun, and does not move when gun is fired. Firing controls include ambidextrous fire mode selector switch, located about the middle of the upper receiver / trigger mechanism housing, which provides full auto fire, 2-round bursts and semi-automatic fie, and a separate ambidextrous manual safety switch, which is conveniently located just above the pistol grip. Feed is from 13-round Glock Model 21 magazines, but a larger capacity, 28-round magazine is currently in development. Magazine is inserted into a housing, located in front of the pistol grip. Kriss Super V™ submachine gun is fitted with two Picatinny type rails, one above the receiver and another below the barrel, and two additional rails can be installed on either side of the lower receiver, providing ample mounting space for all necessary accessories, such as laser-aiming modules or tactical flashlights. The upper rail can accept a variety of sighting devices, such as open or red-dot sights; lower rail is usually fitted with vertical foregrip. On latest prototype, the front of the upper receiver / trigger housing above the barrel is hollow and shaped as to accept tactical flashlight. A side-folding polymer buttstock is provided for more accurate shooting.
Special thanks to Tim Lindsay of Transformational Defense Industries, Inc. (TDI) for information and images.
If u watch ACA in Oz u would have seen Steve Lee's song "I Like Guns"?
Awesome is the word I think! I'm gunna buy the album as soon as I can.
This guy has guts and we Aussies (and the rest of the Western World) should follow his example and speak up for what we believe in.
I Like Guns Album
1. I Like Guns
2. The Shoot Out
3. Time To Get a Gun
4. Pistol In My Hand
5. Devil’s Right Hand
6. Gun Shy Dog
7. Rock Salt and Nails
8. I’ll Give Up My Gun
9. Modern Day Bonnie and Clyde
10. Don’t Take Your Guns To Town
11. 7 Shells
12. She Don’t Like Guns
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
When they killed Che Guevara
Monday 30 November 2009
Forty two years ago Ernesto "Che" Guevara got a major dose of his own medicine. Without trial he was declared a murderer, stood against a wall, and shot. Historically speaking, justice has rarely been better served. If the saying "what goes around comes around" ever fit, it's here. Consider the kind of man Che was. "When you saw the beaming look on Che's face as the victims were tied to the stake and blasted apart by the firing squad," a former Cuban political prisoner told this writer, "you saw there was something seriously, seriously wrong with Che Guevara."
As commander of the la Cabana execution yard, Che often shattered the skull of the condemned man (or boy) by firing the coup de grace himself. When other duties tore him away from his beloved execution yard, he consoled himself by viewing the slaughter. Che's second-story office in La Cabana had a section of wall torn out so he could watch his darling firing-squads at work.
Romanian journalist Stefan Bacie visited Cuba in early 1959 and was fortunate enough to get an audience with the already quasi-famous Ernesto "Che" Guevara. Upon entering Castro's chief executioner's office, Bacie noticed Che motioning him over to the office's newly constructed window. Bacie got there just in time to hear the command of "Fuego!" and the blast from the firing squad and to see a condemned prisoner crumple and convulse. The stricken journalist immediately left and composed a poem, titled, I No Longer Sing of Che. ("I no longer sing of Che any more than I would of Stalin," go the first lines.) Even as a youth, Ernesto Guevara's writings revealed a serious mental illness. Take these macabre musings from Guevara's famous Motorcycle Diaries, somehow overlooked by Robert Redford while he was directing the movie version of the book.
"My nostrils dilate while savoring the acrid odor of gunpowder and blood. Crazy with fury I will stain my rifle red while slaughtering any vencido that falls in my hands! With the deaths of my enemies I prepare my being for the sacred fight and join the triumphant proletariat with a bestial howl!" The Spanish word vencido, by the way, translates into "defeated" or "surrendered." And indeed, "the acrid odor of gunpowder and blood" rarely reached Guevara's nostrils from anything properly describable as combat. It mostly came from the close-range murders of unarmed and defenseless men — and boys.
Carlos Machado was 15 years old in 1963 when the bullets from the firing squad shattered his body. His twin brother and father collapsed beside Carlos from the same volley. All had resisted Castro and Che's theft of their humble family farm; all refused blindfolds; and all died sneering at their Communist murderers, as did thousands of their valiant countrymen. "Viva Cuba Libre! Viva Cristo Rey! Abajo Comunismo!" "The defiant yells would make the walls of La Cabana prison tremble," wrote an eyewitness to the slaughter, Armando Valladares.
Rigoberto Hernandez was 17 when Che's soldiers dragged him from his cell in La Cabana, jerked his head back to gag him, and started dragging him to the stake. "Rigo" pleaded his innocence to the very bloody end. But his pleas were garbled and difficult to understand. His struggles while being gagged and bound to the stake were also awkward. The boy had been a janitor in a Havana high school and was mentally retarded. His single mother had pleaded his case with hysterical sobs. She had begged, beseeched, and finally proven to his "prosecutors" that it was a case of mistaken identity. Her only son, a boy in such a condition, couldn't possibly have been "a CIA agent planting bombs."
"Fuego!" and the firing squad volley shattered Rigo's little bent body as he moaned and struggled awkwardly against his bounds, blindfold and gag. Remember Che Guevara's instructions to his revolutionary courts: "judicial evidence is an archaic bourgeois detail." And remember Harvard Law School's invitation and rollicking ovation to Fidel Castro during the very midst of this appalling bloodbath.
Not that the victims of this Stalinist bloodbath were exclusively men and boys. In their refusal to discriminate among potential victims, the Castroites were well ahead of the Taliban. On Christmas Eve 1961, a young Cuban woman named Juana Diaz spat in the face of the executioners who were binding and gagging her. They found her guilty of feeding and hiding "bandits" (Che's term for Cuban rednecks who took up arms to fight his theft of their land to create Stalinist kolkhozes.) When the blast from that firing squad demolished her face and torso, Juana was six months pregnant.
The term "hatred" was a constant in Che Guevara's writings: "Hatred as an element of struggle"; "hatred that is intransigent"; "hatred so violent that it propels a human being beyond his natural limitations, making him a violent and cold-blooded killing machine." The one genuine accomplishment in Che Guevara's life was the mass-murder of defenseless innocents. Under his own gun dozens died. Under his orders thousands crumpled. At everything else Che Guevara failed abysmally, even comically.
During his Bolivian "guerrilla" campaign, Che split his forces whereupon they got hopelessly lost and bumbled around, half-starved, half-clothed and half-shod, without any contact with each other for 6 months before being wiped out. They didn't even have WWII vintage walkie-talkies to communicate and seemed incapable of applying a compass reading to a map. They spent much of the time walking in circles and were usually within a mile of each other. During this blundering they often engaged in ferocious firefights against each other.
"You hate to laugh at anything associated with Che, who murdered so many," says Felix Rodriguez, the Cuban-American CIA officer who played a key role in tracking him down in Bolivia. "But when it comes to Che as ‘guerrilla' you simply can't help but guffaw." Che's genocidal fantasies included a continental reign of Stalinism. And to achieve this ideal he craved "millions of atomic victims" — most of them Americans. "The U.S. is the great enemy of mankind!" raved Ernesto Che Guevara in 1961:
Against those hyenas there is no option but extermination. We will bring the war to the imperialist enemies' very home, to his places of work and recreation. The imperialist enemy must feel like a hunted animal wherever he moves. Thus we'll destroy him! We must keep our hatred against them [the U.S.] alive and fan it to paroxysms!
This was Che's prescription for America almost half a century before Osama bin Laden, Mullah Omar and Al-Zarqawi appeared on our radar screens. Compared to Che Guevara, Ahmadinejad sounds like the Dalai Lama. So for many, the questions remains: How did such an incurable idiot and sadist attain such iconic status?
The answer is that this psychotic and thoroughly unimposing vagrant named Ernesto Guevara de la Serna y Lynch had the magnificent fortune of linking up with modern history's top press agent, Fidel Castro, who—from the New York Times' Herbert Matthews in 1957, through CBS' Ed Murrow in 1959 to CBS' Dan Rather, to ABC's Barbara Walters, to NBC's Andrea Mitchell more recently — always had the mainstream media anxiously scurrying to his every beck and call and eating out of his hand like trained pigeons.
Had Ernesto Guevara not linked up with Raul and Fidel Castro in Mexico city that fateful summer of 1955 — had he not linked up with a Cuban exile named Nico Lopez in Guatemala the year before who later introduced him to Raul and Fidel Castro in Mexico city — everything points to Ernesto continuing his life of a traveling hobo, panhandling, mooching off women, staying in flophouses and scribbling unreadable poetry.
Although a fixture on modern college campuses, Che was no hero. It is thus fitting that when death came for him, on Oct. 8 1967, Che went not with a bang but with a whimper. "Don't shoot!" I'm Che! I'm worth more to you alive than dead!" he pleaded when approached by two Bolivian soldiers, dropping the fully loaded weapons he had not hesitated to discharge against unarmed victims. To the very end, Che Guevara remained a coward.
Humberto Fontova is the author of Exposing the Real Che Guevara and the Useful Idiots Who Idolize Him. Visit www.hfontova.com
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Another Viper V10 Motorcycle
by Paul Crowe - "The Kneeslider" on 8/26/2009
Allen Millyard’s Viper V10 motorcycle isn’t the first on the street, in fact there may have been many before it. For instance, Paul, one of our readers, sent these photos taken at Daytona a few years ago. It looks like a Boss Hoss with an engine swap. While I applaud the effort the builder put into this, I think the Allen Millyard build wins on appearances and most likely handling. It’s amazing how different the two bikes look while using the same huge powerplant.
Allen Millyard Builds a Viper V10 Motorcycle
by Paul Crowe - "The Kneeslider" on 8/25/2009
The fellows over at Motorcycle News have a short teaser of Allen Millyard’s new 500 horsepower Viper V10 motorcycle. The V10 really needs no special tuning to get that output so all you have to do is fit the engine into a frame, … yeah, that’s all. Unlike the Chrysler Tomahawk show bike from years ago, this one looks like it runs and rides pretty well. Compared to a Boss Hoss, the V10 almost appears agile, … relatively speaking. Millyard has built a lot of interesting customs over the years, like a V12 Kawasaki from two 1300cc straight sixes, among others, and he turns out all of this wizardry from his garage with fairly basic machine tools and a considerable amount of skill.
All they have is the video but they will have photos and a story this week. This should be interesting.
Saturday, August 22, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Name: Navistar MaxxPro
Type of Apocalypse: Military Industrial Apocalypse
Why: The Navistar MaxxPro is the US military's Mine Resistant Ambush Protected vehicle, or MRAP. Essentially it's an enormous armor plated truck with a blast force dissipating V-shaped floor, perfect for pretty much any form of apocalypse which doesn't involve scarce natural resources. The MaxxPro would make ruling on high like Lord Humongous a matter of principle, plus it's just incredibly badass. And if worse comes to worse, it can also transform into a Decepticon.
Official vehicle of the Zombie Apocalypse
The brand-new Ford F-650. I would love to strip the exhaust off this bad boy and drive it through Berkeley with “Stranglehold” blasting, maybe some NRA stickers on the back window, a couple NASCAR decals and an American flag. Obama wants American car companies to build cardboard boxes with electric motors. Ford builds something straight out of Damnation Alley.
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
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Friday, March 28, 2008
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Via Anthony Watts, whose readers discover a great wealth of ye olde warmening in the NYT archives:
Glaciers have disappeared and land once covered with field ice is bare.
Glaciers are moving from their age-old beds, pouring greater quantities of ice into the sea than recorded history has known. Broad areas of land are sinking to new levels. A number of islands have disappeared.
The Alpine glaciers are in full retreat. Out of 102 glaciers observed by Professor P.L. Mercanton of the University of Lausanne and his associates more than twothirds have been found to be shrinking.
The great glaciers of the West, last remnants of the Ice Age on continental United States, have been retreating from their strongholds in the mountains at double time since last year.
A mysterious warming of the climate is slowly manifesting itself in the Arctic, engendering a “serious international problem,” Dr. Hans Ahlmann, noted Swedish geophysicist, said today.
Of course, the same archives also yield collosal climate coldness concerns:
The question is again being discussed whether recent and long-continued observations do not point to the advent of a second glacial period, when the countries now basking in the fostering warmth of a tropical sun will ultimately give way to the perennial frost and snow of the polar regions.
Winters Since ‘40 Found Colder In Studies by Weather Bureau; Data Indicate, a Reversal of a Warming Trend That Began in 1881
After a week of discussions on the causes of climate change, an assembly of specialists from several continents seems to have reached unanimous agreement on only one point: it is getting colder.
Scientists Ponder Why World’s Climate Is Changing; a Major Cooling Widely Considered to Be Inevitable
An international team of specialists has concluded from eight indexes of climate that there is no end in sight to the cooling trend of the last 30 years, at least in the Northern Hemisphere.
Thus nature, and the NYT, balances itself. The paper really should return to the Grandfather Index of climate judgment:
America is believed by Weather Bureau scientists to be on the verge of a change of climate, with a return to increasing rains and deeper snows and the colder Winters of grandfather’s day.
The recent severely cold weather, following, in the main, many mild Winters, has caused people throughout the country to ask: “Does this portend a return to the reputed cold Winters of ‘granddad’s day’ years ago?"
Yep; all over the US, that’s exactly what people were asking. But listen to folks from the actual Granddad’s Day era and they’ll tell you the real cold was earlier still:
Is our climate changing? ... The older inhabitants tell us that the Winters are not as cold now as when they were young ...
Also, there are fewer mastodons. Last word to the ominously-named, but perfectly sensible, Mr Scarr:
Some People Always Think the Climate Is Changing, But Mr. Scarr Says There Is Nothing in His Records to Justify the Notion
UPDATE. Mister Ifft and Mister Scarr: a Lyle Thriller.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
There's just something about it.
This is the FN Five-seveN. Made as a companion for the P90 and it uses the same 5.7 mm cartridge.
It's kinda sexy too.
The P90 appears regularly on both Stagate SG-1 and Stargate Atlantis: My favourite TV shows.
So if the P90 is good enough for Stargate Command, then it must be good!
More info on both follows:
Sunday, March 9, 2008
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Duke Nukem is the only hope for planet Earth (according to the games).
Dunno where this pic came from or what context it was being used in, but I think it's frickin' funny!
The French version had a heavier barrell and selective fire (single shot and full auto). The Aussie one had single shot only; thus teaching young diggers it's not the amout of lead you can throw at an ememy; it's how accurate you can deliver them.
The SLR rocked and still does.
Addemdum: DOH! I messed up. FN is a Belgian company, not French.
I knew that!
Anyway, here's a link to info on the FAL family (the whole site is pretty good, excellent even).
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
I loved this bike sooooo much (although not as much as the Vmax).
I eventually sold it and bought my now wife an engagement ring (now THAT is love). We call the ring the Kawasaki Diamonds
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
The M203! The pic is actually a M4 version, I think; the one I fired was a A1 if I remember correctly. I like the idea of carrying your own, personal artillery along with you. Gives you peace-of-mind.
I started a 'small' bushfire with one of these when the 40mm round I had fired hit the old tank chassis I was aiming at, bounced off and landed in some long grass.
First, my last bike. It was a 1992 Yamaha Vmax. What a monster!
1200cc of brute force. V4, water cooled, shaft drive, petrol tank under the seat; handled like a duck on speed, went like a bat out of hell.
Red lined it in every gear twice (scared the crap out of me more than twice!):
Once racing a ZZR1100 up the Westgate Bridge: I beat him to the top but i maxxed out at 230 or so and when he eventually caught me I just backed off and relaxed.
Second was when I embarrased the HELL out of an Outlaw on a "hotted up" Hardley in a 60kph zone. I almost felt sorry for him.