Brandon Webb | Former Navy SEAL, Entrepreneur and Bestselling Author

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Mission: Photograph the Manhattan skyline while fl

Who agrees travel and experience are the seeds of

Thinking of swapping my 2nd home in NYC for Miami.

What’s your favorite airplane? Best performance

Best caption below will be entered in my NYC sprin

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Red Circle Mastermind link in bio. My head snapp $Red Circle Mastermind link in bio. My head snapped back, and I was temporarily blinded by the brilliant light that invariably follows a strong blow to the head. My training kicked in faster than any conscious thought process. My body had been trained to stand in a way that protects posture and ensures a balanced stance, and—to their surprise, I hoped—I did not lose my balance. Instead my head jerked back upright and my vision returned, and I instantly took in my situation: There was one immediate threat in front of me (the guy who had just clocked me in the face) and two more at a slight distance, coming at me from the far end of the room, both armed. I saw that my quick recovery from his frontal blow had caught Target Number One by surprise, slowing his reaction time by the barest fraction of a second, and I used that fractional gap to my immediate advantage. Instantly I slammed the guy, delivering a quick muzzle strike with my M-4 that put him down on the floor, prying open my advantage another two seconds—two seconds I was fully prepared to use with lethal finality. I snapped my rifle into position and unloaded two rounds to his head. Target One down and out. No time to curse, not even time to think. In situations like this you can’t afford to stop and deal with the malfunction. As the rifle dropped and swung, my right hand had already drawn the pistol. I pumped four rounds into the last guy coming at me, and he, too, went down. As he fell he got off one shot, and it clipped my right forearm. It barely registered. My total focus was on Targets Two and Three, making sure they were down—all the way down. They were. Then there was nothing but stillness around me and the sound of hard, slow panting, a sound I realized was coming from me. I felt the salt sting in my eyes. I wiped my forehead, looked down—and smiled. I’d held my Red Circle. Interview for my exclusive mastermind by clicking the link in my bio.$

My mom dug this gem out of an old musty shoe box.

2020 was what you made of it. I had plenty of adve

It was approaching Christmas Afghanistan 2001, and

When I was in the navy we had a sexual predator on

What brought me to Puerto Rico? Plenty, but I’ll

What’s your passion? Mine is Aviation. I’ve me

No $hit there I was...submarine surfing SEAL Team

Self Talk: we are what we think and SAY we are. Th

VISUALIZING is a game changer for personal develop

Last flight of the year before the @vansaircraftin

Amazing flight to Rhode Island in the rocket 🚀

Shout out to my fellow Veterans who are living goo

Infinite hope and unconditional love is the way fo

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FORMER NAVY SEAL, ENTREPRENEUR & BESTSELLING AUTHOR

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