For a very serious work about WorldWarIII, ''Red Storm Rising'' has a few [[GallowsHumor darkly humorous]] moments.
* The surreal, almost Creator/MontyPython-esque moment when the downed American flier aboard his life raft is "taken prisoner" by a downed Russian flier - who quickly rescinds his claim when he learns that the American is the one with the ''[[EverythingsEvenWorseWithSharks akula]]'' repellent.
--> '''Chapayev:''' ''(while awaiting rescue with Commander Davis)'' Aren't we two sorry sons of bitches.
** Even better is that all of that is going on while both are nursing injuries from their earlier ejections.
* The wonderful description of Alekseyev commandeering the troop train in Moscow. He arrives abruptly, wakes up and screams at the sleeping divisional commander, who goes off to scream at ''his'' regimental commanders, who go off to scream at ''their'' battalion commanders, and all the way down the line for ten minutes until the screaming was done at the squad level. Only then does the division finally get moving. Armies, huh...
* The "attitude check" for the control tower crew at Keflavik Air Force Base, Iceland:
--> '''First Lieutenant Michael Edwards:''' Let's have an attitude check!\\
'''Tower crew:''' I ''hate'' this fucking place!\\
'''Edawrds:''' Let's have a positive attitude check!\\
'''Tower crew:''' I ''positively'' hate this fucking place!\\
'''Edwards:''' Let's have a negative attitude check!\\
'''Tower crew:''' I ''don't like'' this fucking place!\\
'''Edwards:''' Let's have a short attitude check!\\
'''Tower crew:''' Fuckit!
* Going into the 'backwoods' of Iceland, the Marines following Edwards decide to push this 'wimpy weather man' to the limits of his endurance, then they found out what he did as a hobby.
-->'''Sgt Smith:''' You mean I've been trying to walk a damned runner into the ground?\\
'''Edwards:''' You ''have'' walked a marathoner into the friggn' ground.
* General Alekseyev's hilarious TheReasonYouSuckSpeech to a regimental commander after observing a training exercise.
-->'''Alekseyev:''' A Guards regiment, eh, Comrade Colonel? Elite soldiers of the Red Army? These tit-sucking children couldnít guard a Turkish whorehouse, ''much less do anything worthwhile inside of it!'' And what have you been doing for the past four years commanding this rolling circus, Comrade Colonel? You have learned to kill your whole command ''three times!'' Your artillery observers are not located properly. Your tanks and infantry carriers still canít coordinate their movements, and your tank gunners canít find targets three meters high! If that had been a NATO force holding that ridge, you and your command would be ''dead!'' The loss of these people is no great penalty for the State, but that is valuable equipment, burning valuable fuel, shooting valuable ordnance, ''and taking up my valuable time!'' Comrade Colonel, I must leave you now. First I will throw up. Then I will fly to my command post. I will be back. When I come back, we will run this exercise again. Your men will perform properly, Comrade Colonel, or you will spend the rest of your miserable life counting trees!
* During Captain [=McCafferty's=] attack on Kirov, a Norwegian submarine attacks the battle group and screws up his approach. Chicago is then forced to make an impromptu Harpoon attack on the battle group and quickly withdraw before seeing if their Harpoons hit anything. He later meets the Norwegian captain amusingly drunk in a bar and confronts him over it, only for the Norwegian to wrap him in a bear hug and offer to buy [=McCafferty=] and his crew a drink since the Harpoons took out boats that would've destroyed the Norwegian sub otherwise. [=McCafferty's=] resentment vanishes almost instantly.
* After spending the night watching Russian movies via satellite intercept, a somewhat delirious Bob Toland realizes he'd been singing in Russian while giving his money to a toll booth worker. He wonders what the toll worker must have been thinking, seeing a uniformed US Navy officer singing in Russian in the midst of growing tensions between NATO and the Soviet Union.
* The exchange between the ''HMS Battleaxe'' and the ''USS Reuben James'' on the subject of names:
-->'''''Battleaxe''''': What the devil is a Reuben James?
-->'''''Reuben James''''': At least we don't name warships for our mother-in-law.