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When offensive started in october 1 dollar was equal to 62 rubles, now its close to 80. Big success. :pleasantry:


Oil was also 50 in October 2015, now its 30 thats the reason for ruble decline, and I told a another member ruble can go 100 to a dollar but still won't save your beloved rebels.
 
It's a very difficult situation. If Turkey attacks by land, most likely Assad will physically staynout of it. There would be a lot of statements and maybe a few Token defenses, but he would concentrate elsewhere and leave it to the Kurds.

Which would mean that the right would look like Turks vs Kurds, with Islamists benefiting if Turkey wins. This would be a huge PR disaster for Turkey.

Ofcourse. The direct intervention of a fresh new player would decimate any worn out opposing force within Syria. Contrary to the South-eastern Turkey, there are no mountains you can hid in and as such directly confronting Turkish armed forces will be suicide. We will literally see a blitzkrieg. But the biggest fallout will be political. The reputation of Turkey would be severaly stained, just like Russia is right now.
 
Turkey won't take the risk to fight a real war with Russia.
If our Turkish friends enter with massive forces they will be targeted by Russian Air-force.
Turkey will do it with Special Forces and weapon support to loyal and moderate opposition groups.
 
Ofcourse. The direct intervention of a fresh new player would decimate any worn out opposing force within Syria. Contrary to the South-eastern Turkey, there are no mountains you can hid in and as such directly confronting Turkish armed forces will be suicide. We will literally see a blitzkrieg. But the biggest fallout will be political. The reputation of Turkey would be severaly stained, just like Russia is right now.

If Turkey decides to go to war and commits some of its best divisions, than it won't really be a match as the Turkish Army will bulldoze and roll through. There is not a single entity in Syria that will be able to stop the Turkish Steamroller. At best, they might be able to harass Turkish axis of advancement by attacking them at their flanks, but that's about it. It does not matter if the opposition in Syria is worn out, even fresh they simply don't have the discipline, training and the necessary equipment to stop the Turkish Juggernaut.
 
The road back to Damascus: refugees begin to go home

“That is a military zone,” a Syrian soldier warned, as I went to inspect the ruins at the end of Ibn Hawqal Street.
But I could not see any Syrian military positions amid the ruins, not even a check point. “This is a military zone,” he said more sharply. Then I realised.
How many kilometres away is the militant Islamic State (IS), I asked? “Down there,” said the soldier.
“About 200 metres.”

And I looked down a broken laneway, veined by the midday sun, a deserted, squalid place of crumpled homes that makes its appearance along all front lines in cities at war, in Damascus, in Aleppo, in Fallujah, in Sarajevo, in Beirut in the old days, no doubt in Cherbourg once and Stalingrad, too, and long ago, in my father’s war, in the little villages on the Somme.
This is not the Great War – though it has lasted far longer – and such comparisons somehow take away the dignity of those who try to return to live in these ruins. Syria is Syria, not Iraq or Bosnia or part of a world war – though there are Arabs who do claim that all this is part of “world war three”.

Did the Americans not threaten to bomb Damascus? Is the Russian air force not bombing Isis? Is Turkey not now threatening to invade Syria? And Saudi Arabia?
But what is happening in Al Qadam tells you a lot about the Syrian war. Once in the hands of Jabhat al Nusra, it lay rotting through three years, under government control but almost empty, until the army struck north of Aleppo and began to conquer its enemies along the Turkish border – and the people started to come back to Al Qadam. Twenty-six families in the past 15 days alone, even a drift back of former “Free Syrian Army” men – part of (British prime minister) David Cameron’s mythical army of 70,000 “moderates”, one supposes – and five prisoners released from government jails.

Victory brings confidence, however temporary, and you can sniff it on the government front lines far from Aleppo.

There are fewer checkpoints in Damascus, 100 women dancing at a noisy hen party in one of the big hotels, convoys of trucks humming across the Lebanese border en route to Jordan now that the Syrian army has reopened the main road to Deraa.
Syrians drive to Aleppo up the highway again. On Syrian television, there are action shots of Syrian paratroopers entering towns they had not seen for three years. And in Al Qadam, its streets named after ancient Arab philosophers and travellers, they are also returning.
There is even a “reconciliation committee” of elders who talk to both the army and the Free Syrian army – not to IS or Al Nusra, they all insist – and who drink coffee with the government soldiers.

Rather a lot of meals, an army intelligence officer tells me. Some of the Free Syrian Army men from Al Qadam have been allowed to keep their light weapons – after forswearing their opposition to the regime – and the government army have allowed them food and medicine.
Several have been allowed to return to the ranks of the army they deserted, new ranks of course, paid once more by the government. “Yes, of course we knew many of them,” a soldier says. It is a subtle war.

Get the opposition to change sides, especially now that they have tasted the bitter fruit of IS’s ideology and understood the power of Russia’s air force.
It seems to work. Silence has settled over the front line here.
“Syria, Assad” has been spray painted over the walls in red. Al Nusra’s slogans have been so heavily painted over in blue that you can no longer make out what they said. Except for the word “Allah”.

The army left God’s name untouched. Half a mile back, three soldiers sit on chairs beside a T-72 tank that nestles in the shadow of an alleyway, its barrel pointing upwards. They are drinking coffee.

PLENTY TO RECONSTRUCT: Thaled Fado is part of the reconciliation committee. A construction man – he agrees there will be plenty to reconstruct – he wanted to be a pilot and travelled Europe to further his ambition and lived in Barcelona and inevitably ran out of money.
“There is peace here now,” he says. “The army took this place back from Nusra a long time ago, but now the people themselves are coming back. We talk to the army. This is my home.”
But “home” – inherited from his father – has no roof. Like all the other houses in this poor, devastated suburb, they were looted and burned by Al Nusra.

One lady in a green dress – this is not yet the time to discard anonymity for most of these people – described how Al Nusra came to this place three years ago. “We did not know them and I tried to stay, but then they came to our home and slaughtered my husband and I fled with my children.”

Now she stands near Thaled Fado and smiles at the stranger who has come to look at this tiny corner of Syrian misery. A bearded soldier is smiling, too, and I guess why and he tells me I am right. He has just come from Aleppo.
His family live here and have returned, and it slowly becomes clear that many of these families had sons in the military and supported the regime. And Al Nusra turned on them with a vengeance. Hence all the burned homes – only a few repaired – and the still smashed minaret of the local mosque.

A middle-aged lady peers from the window of a downstairs room, looking cautiously at our camera. Her home is now a little shop. There are sweets and biscuits for sale. I suppose this is what’s called “normality”.

There’s another lady sitting on a step beside the road, her hands to her face, an image of despair.
Zacharia Ashar – his brown robe marks him out as a country man, for Al Qadam not long ago was farmland – is also on the local “reconciliation committee” and says that
131 local militiamen who fought the army have returned, some from Jordan, on the understanding that they will protect their people and keep IS at bay.
“Some of them have formed a unit to support the army,” he says. “Others tried to fight Nusra and Daesh [IS] and were killed. Yes, there have been many martyrs.”
And yes, it will be many years before the great history books of this war will be written and reveal its many secrets.

In the West – apart from the refugees – we see this conflict as a geopolitical struggle. But after the Aleppo battles, it can be written that – however temporarily, however fearfully, however few – in the streets of Al Qadam, the people are coming home.

Robert Fisk
By arrangement with The Independent
Published in Dawn, February 20th, 2016
 
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Guys whts the name of this system and what does it do ?
 
The road back to Damascus: refugees begin to go home

“That is a military zone,” a Syrian soldier warned, as I went to inspect the ruins at the end of Ibn Hawqal Street.
But I could not see any Syrian military positions amid the ruins, not even a check point. “This is a military zone,” he said more sharply. Then I realised.
How many kilometres away is the militant Islamic State (IS), I asked? “Down there,” said the soldier.
“About 200 metres.”

And I looked down a broken laneway, veined by the midday sun, a deserted, squalid place of crumpled homes that makes its appearance along all front lines in cities at war, in Damascus, in Aleppo, in Fallujah, in Sarajevo, in Beirut in the old days, no doubt in Cherbourg once and Stalingrad, too, and long ago, in my father’s war, in the little villages on the Somme.
This is not the Great War – though it has lasted far longer – and such comparisons somehow take away the dignity of those who try to return to live in these ruins. Syria is Syria, not Iraq or Bosnia or part of a world war – though there are Arabs who do claim that all this is part of “world war three”.

Did the Americans not threaten to bomb Damascus? Is the Russian air force not bombing Isis? Is Turkey not now threatening to invade Syria? And Saudi Arabia?
But what is happening in Al Qadam tells you a lot about the Syrian war. Once in the hands of Jabhat al Nusra, it lay rotting through three years, under government control but almost empty, until the army struck north of Aleppo and began to conquer its enemies along the Turkish border – and the people started to come back to Al Qadam. Twenty-six families in the past 15 days alone, even a drift back of former “Free Syrian Army” men – part of (British prime minister) David Cameron’s mythical army of 70,000 “moderates”, one supposes – and five prisoners released from government jails.

Victory brings confidence, however temporary, and you can sniff it on the government front lines far from Aleppo.

There are fewer checkpoints in Damascus, 100 women dancing at a noisy hen party in one of the big hotels, convoys of trucks humming across the Lebanese border en route to Jordan now that the Syrian army has reopened the main road to Deraa.
Syrians drive to Aleppo up the highway again. On Syrian television, there are action shots of Syrian paratroopers entering towns they had not seen for three years. And in Al Qadam, its streets named after ancient Arab philosophers and travellers, they are also returning.
There is even a “reconciliation committee” of elders who talk to both the army and the Free Syrian army – not to IS or Al Nusra, they all insist – and who drink coffee with the government soldiers.

Rather a lot of meals, an army intelligence officer tells me. Some of the Free Syrian Army men from Al Qadam have been allowed to keep their light weapons – after forswearing their opposition to the regime – and the government army have allowed them food and medicine.
Several have been allowed to return to the ranks of the army they deserted, new ranks of course, paid once more by the government. “Yes, of course we knew many of them,” a soldier says. It is a subtle war.

Get the opposition to change sides, especially now that they have tasted the bitter fruit of IS’s ideology and understood the power of Russia’s air force.
It seems to work. Silence has settled over the front line here.
“Syria, Assad” has been spray painted over the walls in red. Al Nusra’s slogans have been so heavily painted over in blue that you can no longer make out what they said. Except for the word “Allah”.

The army left God’s name untouched. Half a mile back, three soldiers sit on chairs beside a T-72 tank that nestles in the shadow of an alleyway, its barrel pointing upwards. They are drinking coffee.

PLENTY TO RECONSTRUCT: Thaled Fado is part of the reconciliation committee. A construction man – he agrees there will be plenty to reconstruct – he wanted to be a pilot and travelled Europe to further his ambition and lived in Barcelona and inevitably ran out of money.
“There is peace here now,” he says. “The army took this place back from Nusra a long time ago, but now the people themselves are coming back. We talk to the army. This is my home.”
But “home” – inherited from his father – has no roof. Like all the other houses in this poor, devastated suburb, they were looted and burned by Al Nusra.

One lady in a green dress – this is not yet the time to discard anonymity for most of these people – described how Al Nusra came to this place three years ago. “We did not know them and I tried to stay, but then they came to our home and slaughtered my husband and I fled with my children.”

Now she stands near Thaled Fado and smiles at the stranger who has come to look at this tiny corner of Syrian misery. A bearded soldier is smiling, too, and I guess why and he tells me I am right. He has just come from Aleppo.
His family live here and have returned, and it slowly becomes clear that many of these families had sons in the military and supported the regime. And Al Nusra turned on them with a vengeance. Hence all the burned homes – only a few repaired – and the still smashed minaret of the local mosque.

A middle-aged lady peers from the window of a downstairs room, looking cautiously at our camera. Her home is now a little shop. There are sweets and biscuits for sale. I suppose this is what’s called “normality”.

There’s another lady sitting on a step beside the road, her hands to her face, an image of despair.
Zacharia Ashar – his brown robe marks him out as a country man, for Al Qadam not long ago was farmland – is also on the local “reconciliation committee” and says that
131 local militiamen who fought the army have returned, some from Jordan, on the understanding that they will protect their people and keep IS at bay.
“Some of them have formed a unit to support the army,” he says. “Others tried to fight Nusra and Daesh [IS] and were killed. Yes, there have been many martyrs.”
And yes, it will be many years before the great history books of this war will be written and reveal its many secrets.

In the West – apart from the refugees – we see this conflict as a geopolitical struggle. But after the Aleppo battles, it can be written that – however temporarily, however fearfully, however few – in the streets of Al Qadam, the people are coming home.

Robert Fisk
By arrangement with The Independent
Published in Dawn, February 20th, 2016

Great article, full of hope
 
Guys whts the name of this system and what does it do ?
It's a ATGM jammer. Some sources know it as a 'home grown' system, but it's probably an Iranian system produced in SaIran industries or perhaps a Russian system. It seems to be cheap and simple. Its main duty is to countermeasure the BGM-71 TOW used by terrorists. Several videos have been published of its successful operation.

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The road back to Damascus: refugees begin to go home

“That is a military zone,” a Syrian soldier warned, as I went to inspect the ruins at the end of Ibn Hawqal Street.
But I could not see any Syrian military positions amid the ruins, not even a check point. “This is a military zone,” he said more sharply. Then I realised.
How many kilometres away is the militant Islamic State (IS), I asked? “Down there,” said the soldier.
“About 200 metres.”

And I looked down a broken laneway, veined by the midday sun, a deserted, squalid place of crumpled homes that makes its appearance along all front lines in cities at war, in Damascus, in Aleppo, in Fallujah, in Sarajevo, in Beirut in the old days, no doubt in Cherbourg once and Stalingrad, too, and long ago, in my father’s war, in the little villages on the Somme.
This is not the Great War – though it has lasted far longer – and such comparisons somehow take away the dignity of those who try to return to live in these ruins. Syria is Syria, not Iraq or Bosnia or part of a world war – though there are Arabs who do claim that all this is part of “world war three”.

Did the Americans not threaten to bomb Damascus? Is the Russian air force not bombing Isis? Is Turkey not now threatening to invade Syria? And Saudi Arabia?
But what is happening in Al Qadam tells you a lot about the Syrian war. Once in the hands of Jabhat al Nusra, it lay rotting through three years, under government control but almost empty, until the army struck north of Aleppo and began to conquer its enemies along the Turkish border – and the people started to come back to Al Qadam. Twenty-six families in the past 15 days alone, even a drift back of former “Free Syrian Army” men – part of (British prime minister) David Cameron’s mythical army of 70,000 “moderates”, one supposes – and five prisoners released from government jails.

Victory brings confidence, however temporary, and you can sniff it on the government front lines far from Aleppo.

There are fewer checkpoints in Damascus, 100 women dancing at a noisy hen party in one of the big hotels, convoys of trucks humming across the Lebanese border en route to Jordan now that the Syrian army has reopened the main road to Deraa.
Syrians drive to Aleppo up the highway again. On Syrian television, there are action shots of Syrian paratroopers entering towns they had not seen for three years. And in Al Qadam, its streets named after ancient Arab philosophers and travellers, they are also returning.
There is even a “reconciliation committee” of elders who talk to both the army and the Free Syrian army – not to IS or Al Nusra, they all insist – and who drink coffee with the government soldiers.

Rather a lot of meals, an army intelligence officer tells me. Some of the Free Syrian Army men from Al Qadam have been allowed to keep their light weapons – after forswearing their opposition to the regime – and the government army have allowed them food and medicine.
Several have been allowed to return to the ranks of the army they deserted, new ranks of course, paid once more by the government. “Yes, of course we knew many of them,” a soldier says. It is a subtle war.

Get the opposition to change sides, especially now that they have tasted the bitter fruit of IS’s ideology and understood the power of Russia’s air force.
It seems to work. Silence has settled over the front line here.
“Syria, Assad” has been spray painted over the walls in red. Al Nusra’s slogans have been so heavily painted over in blue that you can no longer make out what they said. Except for the word “Allah”.

The army left God’s name untouched. Half a mile back, three soldiers sit on chairs beside a T-72 tank that nestles in the shadow of an alleyway, its barrel pointing upwards. They are drinking coffee.

PLENTY TO RECONSTRUCT: Thaled Fado is part of the reconciliation committee. A construction man – he agrees there will be plenty to reconstruct – he wanted to be a pilot and travelled Europe to further his ambition and lived in Barcelona and inevitably ran out of money.
“There is peace here now,” he says. “The army took this place back from Nusra a long time ago, but now the people themselves are coming back. We talk to the army. This is my home.”
But “home” – inherited from his father – has no roof. Like all the other houses in this poor, devastated suburb, they were looted and burned by Al Nusra.

One lady in a green dress – this is not yet the time to discard anonymity for most of these people – described how Al Nusra came to this place three years ago. “We did not know them and I tried to stay, but then they came to our home and slaughtered my husband and I fled with my children.”

Now she stands near Thaled Fado and smiles at the stranger who has come to look at this tiny corner of Syrian misery. A bearded soldier is smiling, too, and I guess why and he tells me I am right. He has just come from Aleppo.
His family live here and have returned, and it slowly becomes clear that many of these families had sons in the military and supported the regime. And Al Nusra turned on them with a vengeance. Hence all the burned homes – only a few repaired – and the still smashed minaret of the local mosque.

A middle-aged lady peers from the window of a downstairs room, looking cautiously at our camera. Her home is now a little shop. There are sweets and biscuits for sale. I suppose this is what’s called “normality”.

There’s another lady sitting on a step beside the road, her hands to her face, an image of despair.
Zacharia Ashar – his brown robe marks him out as a country man, for Al Qadam not long ago was farmland – is also on the local “reconciliation committee” and says that
131 local militiamen who fought the army have returned, some from Jordan, on the understanding that they will protect their people and keep IS at bay.
“Some of them have formed a unit to support the army,” he says. “Others tried to fight Nusra and Daesh [IS] and were killed. Yes, there have been many martyrs.”
And yes, it will be many years before the great history books of this war will be written and reveal its many secrets.

In the West – apart from the refugees – we see this conflict as a geopolitical struggle. But after the Aleppo battles, it can be written that – however temporarily, however fearfully, however few – in the streets of Al Qadam, the people are coming home.

Robert Fisk
By arrangement with The Independent
Published in Dawn, February 20th, 2016
inb4 500 comes and posts this:
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great article though, the 'rebels' should give up the fight for Saudi and Turkey and help rebuild their country.
 
It's a ATGM jammer. Some sources know it as a 'home grown' system, but it's probably an Iranian system produced in SaIran industries or perhaps a Russian system. It seems to be cheap and simple. Its main duty is to countermeasure the BGM-71 TOW used by terrorists. Several videos have been published of its successful operation.

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Well if its a success, its a major achievement. As TOW missile has been a major headache for the Syrian army.

But i am still thinking how it works, as TOW is wire guided and the missile controller has to keep his eyesight at the target till the end. Since TOW has no seeker in its head, don't think the system can mess with its head, it will certainly be doing something to the operator or the sighting system which the operator uses.

And as for the video above, don't think its from militants, it seems russian system being tested.

Any videos from militants where their missiles are getting useless.
 

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