u/Tristaren

I’ve been using these pretty heavily for almost two years and they’ve never given me a single problem. The battery still seems to be in really good shape too, so there really wasn’t any warning that something was wrong with them.

Out of nowhere, they blasted this insanely loud burst of sound straight into my ears. It sounded like someone scratching a piece of glass right next to my head, except it was insanely amplified, like that sound turned up 1,000 times. It lasted maybe a couple of seconds, and it was so ridiculously loud that it physically hurt my ears.

I have no way of actually measuring how loud it was, but whatever happened felt WAY beyond what these earbuds should normally be capable of producing. I seriously had no idea headphones of any kind could suddenly produce something that insanely loud.

I’m pretty used to loud noises. I’ve been around industrial machinery, motorcycles, fireworks, and all kinds of other really loud stuff over the years. This was by far the loudest sound I’ve ever had blasted directly into my ears. Nothing else even comes close.

Right now I have a pretty intense ringing in my ears and a sharp pain as well. Immediately afterward, my ears felt like I’d been listening to music at an absolutely unbearable volume for way longer than I could ever tolerate.

What really freaks me out now is that I’m genuinely scared to use headphones again. If something like this can happen completely out of nowhere, how am I supposed to know it won’t happen again with another pair?

I also always assumed headphones had some kind of protection against this, like a limiter or some sort of safety mechanism to prevent a sudden, insane volume spike. Apparently that’s not necessarily the case, at least with these.

Has anyone else here had anything like this happen with JBL headphones, or any other earbuds/headphones? I’d really like to know if this has happened to anyone else, because honestly, this has made me pretty damn nervous about using headphones again.

Me está costando muchísimo conseguir los compresores de turbina en esta expedición.

Nunca he sido un jugador especialmente bueno en combate, y tengo algunos problemas que me dificultan ser competitivo en las peleas. Juego solo, y destruir una turbina es prácticamente imposible para mí. Lo he intentado, pero no he logrado matar ni saquear ni una sola.

Antes de la actualización, al menos podía encontrar compresores en los contenedores donde solían aparecer. Podía compensar mi falta de habilidad simplemente dedicándoles más tiempo y farmeando para conseguirlos. No era fácil, pero al menos tenía una forma de conseguirlos.

Desde que la actualización eliminó los compresores de esos contenedores, esa opción también desapareció, y no he podido conseguir ni uno solo.

Empiezo a pensar que esta podría ser la primera expedición que me pierda por esto. Sé que necesito destruir las Turbinas para conseguirlas, pero no logro hacerlo.

Así que, si algún jugador en solitario tiene algún consejo sobre cómo lidiar con las Turbinas, se lo agradecería mucho. Cualquier arma, estrategia o pequeño truco que pueda ayudar a alguien que no es muy bueno en combate sería de gran utilidad.

–Edit: I did it!

Honestly, this felt almost impossible for me, so I’m really happy I finally managed to do it. Also, a huge thank you to everyone here who offered to give me the compressors. I really appreciate it, seriously.

In the end I got tired of trying all the complicated strategies and was starting to run out of gear and credits, so I decided to just brute force it.

I went in with two small shields, 10 shield charges, 10 Herbal bandages, a hullcracker and around 300 rounds of ammo, plus an anvil.

I waited around the top-left part of Riven Tides, before going down to the beach, until two turbines came down. They landed pretty far apart from each other.

As soon as the closest one was in range, I just started shooting it with the hullcracker. At first I was too close and some of its beams hit me, which basically wiped my entire shield and half my health in one hit. Once it moved further away, I just kept shooting it.

The weakest hits were doing around 80 damage, but some shots were doing a lot more. So I just kept shooting. When it took off again, I kept shooting. While it was moving away, I kept shooting. I basically just never stopped shooting it.

While it was flying away, it dropped some parts, and I got two turbine compressors from those. I kept shooting from quite far away and eventually it started catching fire.
I didn’t see anyone else shooting at it, so I think I might have been alone on the server. I just kept shooting until I finally brought it down.

When I went over to loot it, I found the rest of the Compressors I needed.

So after trying all sorts of complicated stuff, it turns out my highly advanced strategy was:
Wait for the turbine. Shoot the turbine. Keep shooting the turbine. Don’t stop shooting the turbine.
Apparently that was enough.

Thanks again to everyone who gave me advice or offered to help. I honestly thought I was going to miss this Expedition, so I’m pretty damn happy right now.

The precedent for the crisis Ceuta is facing today should not be traced back to the “migration crisis” of 2021, but to the Green March of 1975.

Morocco sent around 350,000 civilians into Western Sahara, backed by the United States. Spanish troops had to deactivate the minefields protecting the border because Morocco sent civilians to march across them in order to seize the territory.

Ceuta and the other Spanish territories in North Africa, however, have a history that predates the modern Kingdom of Morocco by centuries.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Green\_March

A Moroccan soldier throws a rock at the head of a Moroccan citizen who was trying to return to Morocco from Ceuta, Spain.
Nearly 70 people have reportedly died since this border crisis began a few days ago.

A full moon hangs overhead, glowing softly but covered by wispy clouds, and its light spills down across the Elbe River, creating this silvery ribbon that winds through the scene.

The city itself rises from the banks of the river in silhouette with all the iconic towers and domes that gave Dresden its recognizable profile in the early 19th century. The Frauenkirche, the Dresden Cathedral, and the Augustus Bridge are all there. Dahl loved this city so much that he painted it over and over from different angles, sometimes from one side of the Elbe, sometimes the other. In this version, he's captured it from the left bank, and there's something about the way he's positioned everything that draws your eye naturally across the landscape.​

What's really beautiful is that despite this being a nighttime scene, there's actual life happening down by the river's edge. You can see figures on the beach, some riders are refreshing their horses by the water, making use of that bright moonlight to see their way. There are torches burning around in the scene, creating this lovely interaction between the cool silver of the moonlight and these little pockets of golden warmth scattered through the city.​ The painting shows you that Dahl was a careful observer who noticed the actual humanity of the city, even in the moonlight.

Here's something wonderful about Johan Christian Dahl that really captures his spirit: he started out from absolutely nothing. Born in Bergen in 1788 to a fisherman and ferryman, he was expected to follow his father into that life. There was no indication he would become one of the most important artists of his time. But his talent was noticed by local people who believed in him, and they managed to raise funds so he could study in Copenhagen at the Royal Academy.​

What's particularly moving is that even though Dahl became enormously successful abroad, spending most of his adult life in Dresden where he taught at their prestigious academy and befriended Caspar David Friedrich, he never lost his connection to Norway. He would make these pilgrimages back home, treating each trip as a working expedition where he'd sketch the fjords and valleys so he could paint them later in his studio.

Dahl witnessed the eruption of Mount Vesuvius while he was in Italy in 1820 and later painted that experience. But even that extraordinary moment seems less significant than what he accomplished for his homeland. He was a man living between two worlds, spending his working life in cosmopolitan Dresden but using his platform and his art to help Norway discover its own artistic voice and cultural pride. That's the kind of legacy that actually matters.​