Gate Guard Breguet Atlantic BR1150 SIGINT Naval Aviators
Here is the Breguet Atlantic BR1150 SIGINT with the identifier 61 +06 since 21 October 2009 as a "gate guard" standing in front of the Naval Air Station North Wood.
The BREGUET ATLANTIC, and BR 1150 is a long-range naval reconnaissance (Maritime Patrol Aircraft (MPA)), which was developed multinational. The aircraft will be used for patrols and for antisubmarine warfare. When Breguet Atlantic is the only worldwide aircraft that was built from the start exclusively for this range of tasks, while other naval reconnaissance normally be developed on the basis of civil aircraft. The BR 1150 are in the army out of service temporarily, but operating in other countries even worse. In addition to the version of the MPA task, there was in the army nor the equipment variant BR 1150 M for SIGINT reconnaissance.
The last of the BR 1150 M (61 +03) made its last flight on 20 June 2010 and thus ended a more than 40 years of age in the German Navy.
The 61 was decommissioned in 1992 +02, 61 +18 scrapped the middle of March 2005 after the retirement of Erding in LwInsthRgt 1, which was 61 +19 15 December 2006 on the airfield Peenemünde for the local museum and transferred to the 61 +06 is used since 21 October 2009 as a "gate guard" in North wood.
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And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.
Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.
Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!
But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.
Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.
And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.
Text by Steve Smith.