#Future Of Warfare

[familythings]

The Debate Over Autonomous Weapons: Should AI Decide Life or Death?

In the U.S., a heated debate is brewing over the future of autonomous weapons—weapons powered by artificial intelligence (AI) that could potentially decide whether to kill humans without any human input. This issue raises deep moral, ethical, and technological questions. Should we allow machines to make life-or-death decisions? What Are Autonomous Weapons? Autonomous weapons, also known as…

[newsepick]

The Future of Warfare Technology: The Iron Dome

In an era where civilian safety is paramount, the Iron Dome is a beacon of hope. This advanced air defense system is a game-changer designed to intercept short-range threats like rockets, ensuring that families and communities can confidently go about their daily lives.

With its cutting-edge radar and interceptor missiles, the Iron Dome can detect and neutralize incoming projectiles in real time, boasting an impressive 90% success rate! This technology minimizes casualties and protects critical infrastructure, allowing nations to focus on peace and progress rather than fear.

Inspired by Israel, the first to harness this incredible technology, countries around the globe, including the U.S., are now enhancing their air defense systems. The Iron Dome is paving the way for a more secure future, demonstrating how innovation can transform warfare into a shield for civilians rather than a threat.

As we look ahead, let’s celebrate this remarkable advancement in military technology that prioritizes human life and community safety. Together, we can work towards a brighter tomorrow where security and peace are the norms.

[reds-skull]

I really should draw Soap more with his red mask, as you all can tell I love it

[mindie-arts]

Fuck it *ponifies your military men✨*

This might be my new obsession-

[audisive]

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౨ৎ simon 'ghost' riley | reader

synopsis: soap accidentally finds out about simon's girl.

tags: fluff, romance, simon is a big baby !! let us all accept this fact, soap and his assumptions, uh bad jokes, very rushed fic, crack ?, reader can indeed fix simon

Soap isn't sure when his assumptions started, nor is he sure how it got to Gaz and Price himself. 

Maybe it was when he started to notice that Ghost left base whenever he could. (How come ye never leave base? It's a hassle havin' to go back and forth for nothin', Johnny.) Maybe it was the smudged color of red and pink on his balaclava, the lingering perfume on his hoodie, or his new wallet taking the place of one that was once worn out.

"Wha's yer favorite perfume, LT?" "My enemies' sweat and tears."

(It's well-known that despite the fact that Ghost does consider the 141 to be his family, he keeps his personal life very private and away from them. They respect that, in turn, but let's face it, Soap is nosy.)

Really, it was an accident. Soap swears it was!

He just happened to be passing by his lieutenant in the bar where the team had all gone to celebrate a wreck of a mission that they've managed to successfully finish. Truly, it was an accident when his eyes caught a glimpse of Ghost's new wallet, and he really, very much so did not mean to watch a little too long – long enough for it to open and reveal a hefty amount of cash and a small square of colors, barely noticeable. 

Soap's feet move before he could quietly search for more.

"Got a new wallet, aye?" He slides beside the taller man smoothly, just as the Brit had grunted out another order of Bourbon. Ghost hums in acknowledgement.

"Y'got a crush on me or somethin', Johnny?"

Soap chuckles even if the other does not. "A just happened tae see it. Fancy little thing."

It doesn't take long before Ghost disappears into the night, but the Scot swears his pace was a bit faster than usual when he left the awfully-smelling bar, and Gaz would be lying if he said he didn't see the little picture of a pretty bird tucked away in his scarily huge lieutenant's wallet.

It's not that Soap often makes bold assumptions about people and their personal lives, not when they're out of reach from him, but can you really blame him for thinking that the words 'Ghost' and 'girlfriend' do not sound right in the same sentence? Would it be considered an assumption this time if he'd seen the photo himself? Surely, his superior isn't some perverted freak who keeps an image of a breathtaking woman he randomly found in his private items. Uh, he hopes not, at least.

"Bullshit!" is what a drunken Soap yells when the Brit nonchalantly discloses to the team, without hesitation, that he is simply not interested in dating. He spills everything he's gathered in the past few months, from the smallest hints to the biggest; the unfamiliar strand of hair on Ghost's hoodie to the wallet from months ago.

"A'm no crazy!" Soap convinces no one as he's ushered back to the barracks for making such an insane assumption about the lieutenant in his unreliable state. Ghost's lips curl up into a smirk against the cold glass of Bourbon in his hand, sat back and relaxed with his legs spread wide.

Call him a big baby (he is) for making a fool out of his sergeant instead of just telling the truth and bragging about his angel to the others, but can you blame him? He just wants to keep you tucked away in his pocket, away from everyone else. What are you talking about, lovie? 'Course 'm not ashamed of you. You're just too pretty for them, is all. Gotta keep m' girl safe, yeah?

Besides, they don't have to know the way Simon melts into the nook of your neck when he gets home from deployment or know that he uses your lavender-scented shampoo. And no, it doesn't matter that Johnny knows. It's his word against the lieutenant's. He spares his LT and turns a blind eye this once.

When the time is right, Simon is sure to properly introduce his heart to his unspoken family. For the time being, he just wants to keep you his pretty little secret.

    divider by @cafekitsune !

[eiraeths]

ghost: rock bottom isn’t a bad place to be if you’re into collecting rocks

soap: [holding an armful of rocks that ghost keeps stacking upon]

ghost: or if your partner also likes rocks

soap: they’re good improvised weapons

[cycloneeddie]

A comic inspired by my dad and his weird way of admitting he’s wrong.

The girls are fighting.

Anyways, Leo sucks at admitting when he’s wrong in the series so I’d guess peepaw wouldn’t be that much better.

The first head pat!

[dispatchesfromtheclasswar]

[disk28]

[cultofthewyrm]

by Juan Richard Feliz

[temeyes]

salute

[thegnomelord]

POV: Demon Simon Ghost Riley who becomes your 'husband' through some shoddy occult shenanigans.

Simon is a fallen angel turned wrath demon. Once God's exalted blade, he is now one of the fiercest barons in Hell and second to none in the gladiatorial pits. Some ancient tales amongst the angels say his wings and hands had been dyed red with sinner blood long before he fell.

Go on, take the poor sinner's hand (it's not like you have a choice — death will not part you after all~)

No one touches the hunter (You) but Him

[reds-skull]

Sharing a mask is something that can be so intimate actually

[dragonkid11]

No one, not a single soul, absolutely nobody:

Me: What if, a mech with a big ass rifle that can stab it into the ground with its bayonet and use it as a monopod to stabilize its even bigger shoulder cannon.

[littlest-dark-age]

Older!Retired!Simon who gets so...nervous...around you. Not because of what you do, how you look or the way you act, but because of the way you make him feel. He's grown used to the discomfort. Made it so the positive emotions are the things that truly make him uncomfortable and restless. All the tics and habits he manages to surprise for most of his life, you manage to bring out by simply being in the same room.

Older!Retired!Simon who has every alarm bell, siren, whistle and flashing red lights going off in his head when out on a date with you, in public at that. The fact that you didn't mind his mask or ask for a reasoning both added fuel to fire and calmed a different part of his brain.

Older!Retired!Simon who lets that side of his brain take control for the night, deciding to not give into every instinct that was beaten into him. Feeling like an old dog trying to perform a new trick as he talks to you throughout the night. Finding his own personal truth in fake it till you make it.

Older!Retired!Simon who does all the things he's heard from soap and price when they talk about being out with their life partners. A true gentleman, albeit a gruff one. Making sure to walk you back to your car or wait for your ride to get there, muttering about making sure to text him whenever you get home safe.

Older!Retired!Simon who is thankful for managing to be out in public for so long, a true hermit, when he gets your text as he's on his own way home. Who lets himself briefly wonder about what other fruit tonight would bear, letting himself enjoy something as the others have been telling him too for such a long time.