Terror

excellent thread. I would have a great deal to contribute but my hard drive became dead

Great photos, I've not seen any of these before and they are quite telling

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No problem. I love threads like this and I never see them anymore. I tried to do this on /b/, why? why did I do that?
I have ton like this

Here's a good one:

US Officer interrogates two young Japanese POWs, claiming to be 18 and 20 years old, after Okinawa

fugg forgot to attach pic

Ukrainian peasant woman giving surrendered Soviet soldier water.

I have not been on /b/ in a few years. But many of my best photos actually came from historical photo threads that used to be on there- that being said thee is only room for porn

I have sauce for this

"Women fleeing from German bombing in Grushki district, Kiev, Ukraine, 23 Jun 1941"

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I think it's been edited from different photo, the lighting just doesn't look like and the women don't seem to "fit" properly. Honestly it looks more like a film poster but I think it still works to show the horror of the east.

that's hardcore

It is edited, I know the original photo. I don't know why anyone would bother editing it though because the original photo is seriously metal

Dude in front is edited in from a picture of German soldiers after a firefight in France 1940

FFL in North Africa

post it

Ww1 battle of the somme

I love this, never seen it before. Thanks user

If you want the old battalion
We know where they are
We know where they are
They're hanging on the old barbed wire
We've seen them
We've seen them
Hanging on the old barbed wire....

;_;

>While Rooney and some other reporters were waiting in front of a control tower for a squadron of bombers to return, word spread that a ball turret gunner was trapped in his plastic bubble underneath the plane. “The gears that rotated the ball to put the gunner in position to shoot and then return him to the position that enabled him to climb out and back up into the aircraft had been hit and were jammed. The ball-turret gunner was caught in a plastic cage.”

>Just before landing, the Fortress’s hydraulic system, which was riddled with shell holes, malfunctioned, making it impossible for the pilot to put down the wheels. The emergency hand crank for operating the main landing gear has also been destroyed by enemy fire. The pilot would have to make a belly landing. “There were eight minutes of gut-wrenching talk among the tower, the pilot, and the man trapped in the ball turret. He knew what comes down first when there are no wheels. We all watched in horror as it happened. We watched as this man’s life ended, mashed between the concrete pavement of the runway and the belly of the bomber.”

>Two days later (11 November) a German doctor named Stuttgen, accompanied by a medic, met with the Americans at the now-damaged stone bridge. They stood in the swirling snow and discussed terms for a truce to evacuate the dead and wounded. "It was worse than we though," recalled a German officer. "Between abandoned and shot-out tanks and vehicles lay the dead and wounded of both sides. Friendly and enemy lumped together, fully soaked through and starved in their foxholes."

>Artillery fire crashed down a few minutes later and interrupted the gruesome work of recovering the casualties. The commander of the 1056th Regiment ended the operation a few hours later. The Americans were attacking north of Vossenack, and the Germans had to return to the business of war.

>"The dream and reality of a peaceful meeting between both sides was over," said a German witness. The standoff continued for a few more days until the Americans abandoned the aid station.

battle of the budge?

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Hürtgen Forest, text is from

amazon.com/Dark-Bloody-Ground-Hurtgen-1944-1945/dp/1585442585

i.4cdn.org/wsg/1468552166936.webm

Why does that man's life jacket read "AUTISM"

Why couldnt they try more dtuff ;__;

>I tried to suppress the strange feeling that I was not alone. I reached out to feel my way and touched what seemed to be a large inflated bag floating on the overhead. As I pushed it away, my bare hand plunged through what felt like a mass of rotted sponge. I realized with horror that the “bag” was a body without a head.

>Gritting my teeth, I shoved the corpse as hard as I could. As it drifted away, its fleshless fingers raked across my rubberized suit, almost as if the dead sailor were reaching out to me. For the first time I felt confined in the suffocating darkness and had to suppress the desire to escape. “Breathe slowly,” I commanded myself. I must stay calm, professional, detached. I must not succumb to terror over something that could not harm me.

>I felt my way through the darkness toward the door to the machine shop, accompanied only by the sound of the air hissing into my helmet from the air hose trailing behind me. At the shop doorway I hesitated and drew my lifeline toward me. There was that feeling again. Something was near. I felt the body floating above me. Soon the overhead was filled with floating forms.

>My movement through the water created a suction effect that drew the floating masses to me. Their skeletal fingers brushed across my copper helmet. The sound reminded me of the tinkle of wind chimes.

>This time I did not panic. I gently pushed the bodies clear and moved through the compartment. I shuffled through the workshop area, threading my way around lathes, milling machines, and drill presses. I stopped and again found myself surrounded by ghostly bloated forms floating on the overhead, all without heads. This shop had been the damage control battle station for one hundred of the crew. The violent explosions plus the forceful impact of water, must have thrown the sailors like rag dolls against bulkheads, breaking their necks and severing skulls from spines. Voracious scavenger crabs had finished the job.

Jesus fucking christ.

Quick someone post the german ww1 gas mask story

What is this? Searching a suncken ship? Are these stories from that booyou showed me?
"A Dark and Bloody Ground: The Hurtgen Forest and the Roer River Dams, 1944-1945"

Fuck eh, entrenching tool and a Luger?

I've haven't done any real reading on the battle of The Caucuses. Looks like shit got down and dirty.

Navy diver in the USS Arizona. Before they could start salvage they had to clear unexploded ordnance so he's 3 decks down looking for a torpedo dud.

From a different book;
amazon.com/Descent-into-Darkness-Harbor-1941_A/dp/1591147247

Its actually a Walther P38.

It was 10 months of pure stalemate and hell.

Jesus Christ what a job. The way he describes it in such detail... Thats some kind of living hell user.

Pic shown here is more cheery

Wish Veeky Forums would allow multiple photos/gifs in one post, fuck.

Anyone have Battle of the Bulge photos?

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last one for now

The Prague Spring.

What sort of guns are those?

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stupid deaths fuck me up more than anything

They might be US 155mm Long Toms on an M40 chassis

Is that some sort of early ghillie suit? More on this during WWII pls

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>Anyone have Battle of the Bulge photos?

Anything in particular? Here's another picture of the same guy, with American cigarettes.

Another.

Taking boots from dead Americans

Young Germans surrendering. Both wearing American pants.

Not just American cigs, American pistiol in hand and American vehicle in the back.

SS-Obersturmführer Hans-Jorg Hartmann holding his daughter in 1941, he died before the year ended serving in the 5th SS during Operation Barbarossa.

Fuck that's harsh.

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I think this is from someone's granddad who posted his WWII pics here some months ago. I really liked this one.

pacificwrecks.com/aircraft/b-17/41-24454.html

>According to US records, at 11:00 p.m., the 2nd Battalion 23rd Marines, and the 3rd Battalion 24th Marines, reported large-scale infiltration attempts along the regimental boundary. Then at 11:30 p.m., a full-scale counterattack hit Company E, 2/23. Shortly after midnight, Company E reported a severe ammunition shortage. This company alone expended 20 cases of grenades, 200 high-explosive 60 mm mortar shells, 200 60 mm mortar illumination shells, and uncounted quantities of .30-caliber ammunition. The Navy's support ships expended 193 star shells during the night.

More wrecked American equipment from the Bulge

>Around 4:00 a.m., they arrived at the ambush site to the smell of decay. Dead bodies, in various stages of dismemberment carpeted the ground. Some of the dead were felled by flamethrowers that burnt off their flesh to expose glistening bones. The corporal whispered for the men to lie down amidst them.

>Before getting into his own position, the NCO crawled over piles of the dead to check on each man. He squirmed up next to Ōmagari and whispered, "You stand out like a sore thumb, sir. You don't look dead." Ōmagari wasn't selling it as a corpse. If the flamethrower tanks spotted him they would torch the whole group. The corporal instructed Ōmagari to smear blood on his face, and cover himself with intestines and organs. Ōmagari balked at coating his body in the guts of his countrymen. The NCO spoke through clenched teeth that if Ōmagari didn't convince the Marines he was dead, the flamethrower tanks would burn him and the others alive.

>The NCO pulled his bayonet from its metal sheath and brought it down hard against a dead man's torso, splitting the belly open. He pulled out a slippery mass of viscera. He handed the bayonet to Ōmagari and pointed to another corpse. With the fate of the mission at stake, Ōmagari accepted the glistening bayonet. Ōmagari tried to open the buttons of a dead man's jacket, but the corpse was too bloated so he sat up on his knees and swung the bayonet down into the dead man's abdomen, hacking through the uniform and exposing the dead man's organs. Ōmagari used the tip of the bayonet to fish out a long string of intestines. Ōmagari unbuttoned his own jacket and stuffed the entrails inside. He hacked off a large section and inserted it into a tear in his pant leg. Seeing this, the NCO was satisfied and crawled away. "The dead were no longer seen as human beings, but as objects. Even the dead were called to fight," Ōmagari said.

He's a real fan of that pose.

Fuck off.

Best day of my life.

Destroyed Russian tank where crew tried to escape.

>At first glance the dead gunner appeared about to fire his deadly weapon. He still sat bolt upright in the proper firing position behind the breech of his machine gun. Even in death his eyes stared widely along the gun sights. Despite the vacant look of his dilated pupils, I couldn't believe he was dead. Cold chills ran along my spine. Gooseflesh tickled my back. It seemed as though he was looking through me into all eternity, that at any instant he would raise his hands—which rested in a relaxed manner on his thighs—grip the handles on the breech, and press the thumb trigger. The bright shiny brass slugs in the strip clip appeared as ready as the gunner, anxious to speed out, to kill, and to maim more of the “American devils.” But he would rot, and they would corrode. Neither he nor his ammo could do any more for the emperor.

>The crown of the gunner's skull had been blasted off, probably by one of our automatic weapons. His riddled steel helmet lay on the deck like a punctured tin can. The assistant gunner lay beside the gun. Apparently, he had just opened a small green wooden chest filled with strip clips of machine-gun cartridges when he was killed. Several other Japanese soldiers, ammo carriers, lay strung out at intervals behind the gun.

>As we talked, I noticed a fellow mortarman sitting next to me. He held a handful of coral pebbles in his left hand. With his right hand he idly tossed them into the open skull of the Japanese machine gunner. Each time his pitch was true I heard a little splash of rainwater in the ghastly receptacle. My buddy tossed the coral chunks as casually as a boy casting pebbles into a puddle on some muddy road back home; there was nothing malicious in his action. The war had so brutalized us that it was beyond belief.

Love how the west german police doesn't give a single fuck that they're out gunned and out numbered.

Damn it snafu

Finns are fucking disgusting

It's actually an FN Hi-power

Anybody got anymore pictures of soldier's sidearms in action?
Sorry, got no story for the one

USAAF B-24 Liberator bomber "Little Warrior" in flames over Germany on 29th of June, 1944. Only one crew member was able to exit the plane, and he was apparently killed by the locals after parachuting down to the ground.

The hanging of a female partisan in Minsk, Belarus in 1941.

ww2f.com/topic/55292-finnish-military-forces-1941-44-mountains-of-heroin-morphine-and-speed/

Finnish soldiers inspect weapons and gear captured from Soviet troops after a failed surprise attack on the Finnish lines, including PPSh-41 submachine guns, RG-42 hand grenades, at least one RPG-40 anti-tank grenade, and "amoeba"-pattern camo suits.

the historical photo threads moved to /pol/ and then finally here

also got a lot of the stuff in my historical pictures folder from the old Veeky Forums generals on /pol/.

Young Soviet POW shows the steel bib that saved his life after he was hit by a 3-round burst from a Finnish Suomi M/31 SMG.

Veeky Forums started out as a general?

American and Soviet troops meet on the Elbe, 1945.

The idea of Veeky Forums existed years before the board was even made.

Veeky Forums and /pol/ were the biggest campaigners for Veeky Forums and often started mock generals to prove that a Veeky Forums would work on Veeky Forums.

Moot was pretty stubborn about adding new boards but after Hiro took over we saw an opportunity and here we are today.

Pilots of the Imperial Japanese Navy pose with some locals in front of a Mitsubishi F1M (Allied reporting name "Pete") floatplane.

Exhausted-looking US Marines eat onboard USS Artur Middleton after the Battle of Eniwetok, 1944.

German 75mm round stuck in the armor of a Soviet KV-1 heavy tank.

American Marine inspects dead Japanese soldiers during the Battle of Buna–Gona, 1942/43.

dude in the middle is Karol Wojtyła(later become pope John Paul II)
in the polish people army there was unit where they send priest(or candidates for priest) to broke their spirit and so they loose their faith

Nope, just a net that the Japanese soldiers would wear and strap shit on to camo themselves. The IJA had a lot of problems involving their tactics, but their camo training and use was quite good.

German Fallschirmjägers with a captured British light truck in Crete, 1941.

I don't think that's a marine.

Fun little video. German and soviet soldiers meet during the invasion of Poland to discuss their "non-aggression pact."