Raf Air Vice

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Air Vice-marshal - RAF Insignia, Command Flag and Star Plate
... The Command Flag of an Air Vice-Marshal has two narrow red bands running through the centre ... The vehicle star plate for an Air Vice-Marshal depicts two white stars (Air Vice-Marshal is equivalent to a two-star rank) on an air force blue background ... An RAF air vice-marshal's sleeve/shoulder insignia An RAF air vice-marshal's sleeve mess insignia An RAF air vice-marshal's shoulder board An RAF air vice-marshal's sleeve on No ...
97th Air Mobility Wing
... The 97th Air Mobility Wing (97 AMW) is a United States Air Force unit assigned to the Air Education and Training Command Nineteenth Air Force ... It is stationed at Altus Air Force Base, Oklahoma. 97th Bombardment Wing was a component organization of Strategic Air Command's deterrent force during the Cold War, as a strategic bombardment wing ...
800 Naval Air Squadron
800 Naval Air Squadron was a Royal Navy Fleet Air Arm carrier based squadron formed on 3 April 1933 by amalgamating No's 402 and 404 (Fleet Fighter) Flights ...
8 Flight Army Air Corps
8 Flight Army Air Corps is one of the Independent Flights within the British Army's Army Air Corps. 8 Flight is attached to the Special Air Service and based alongside them in Hereford ...

Famous quotes containing the words vice and/or air:

    The vice named surrealism is the immoderate and impassioned use of the stupefacient image or rather of the uncontrolled provocation of the image for its own sake and for the element of unpredictable perturbation and of metamorphosis which it introduces into the domain of representation; for each image on each occasion forces you to revise the entire Universe.
    Louis Aragon (1897–1982)

    That air would disappear from the whole earth in time, perhaps; but long after his day. He did not know just when it had become so necessary to him, but he had come back to die in exile for the sake of it. Something soft and wild and free, something that whispered to the ear on the pillow, lightened the heart, softly, softly picked the lock, slid the bolts, and released the prisoned spirit of man into the wind, into the blue and gold, into the morning, into the morning!
    Willa Cather (1873–1947)