PugJesus@piefed.socialM to HistoryPhotos@piefed.socialEnglish · 10 days agoSoviet anti-Nazi partisan, WW2, 1944media.piefed.socialimagemessage-square13linkfedilinkarrow-up186arrow-down13 cross-posted to: militaryporn@lemmy.world
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minus-squaremindbleach@sh.itjust.workslinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up6·10 days agoPPSh-41 on the left. It really just folds open and there’s the bolt on a spring. The drum mag is still better in theory than in practice. Those are some very American pineapple grenades amid the variety of potato-mashers. I admit no ability to identify the two revolvers that Sergei Ramboski has tucked into his bandolier.
minus-squarePugJesus@piefed.socialOPMlinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up6·10 days agoMight they be F1 grenades? I don’t have a good eye for firearms in general, but I would guess a Nagant M1895 just by like, probability/availability. Also I think that’s a loading gate on the side of it, which would be unusual in other revolvers of this period.
minus-squaremindbleach@sh.itjust.workslinkfedilinkEnglisharrow-up3·10 days agoIn the morning light of sobriety I only regret that I didn’t call him Ivan, as distant equivalent to John. Good spot on the F1s. Like a Mk 2 with a stovepipe hat. We lost some aura once grenades became plastic bottles full of semtex and concertina wire.
PPSh-41 on the left. It really just folds open and there’s the bolt on a spring. The drum mag is still better in theory than in practice.
Those are some very American pineapple grenades amid the variety of potato-mashers.
I admit no ability to identify the two revolvers that Sergei Ramboski has tucked into his bandolier.
Might they be F1 grenades?
I don’t have a good eye for firearms in general, but I would guess a Nagant M1895 just by like, probability/availability. Also I think that’s a loading gate on the side of it, which would be unusual in other revolvers of this period.
In the morning light of sobriety I only regret that I didn’t call him Ivan, as distant equivalent to John.
Good spot on the F1s. Like a Mk 2 with a stovepipe hat. We lost some aura once grenades became plastic bottles full of semtex and concertina wire.