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A Lazy Saturday; Feat. Ben Fields
Topic Started: Sep 18 2016, 02:44 PM (212 Views)
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Handbrake on, radio off, seatbelt undone. Will picked up his baseball cap that had been resting on the dashboard and settled it on his head, nodding at Ben as he stepped out of the vehicle. He closed the door behind him and walked to the rear of the car, using his keys to pop the boot open, revealing two gym bags and a rucksack.

Will hefted the gym bag out of the boot, shortly followed by his rucksack, and indicated Ben to lift the other one out too. The bag clanked and rattled loudly as he started the walk to a flat, open area to set up. It didn't take much searching to find an area appropriate, and the gym bag hit the ground with a large clanking sound, shortly followed by the much more muffled thumping noise of his rucksack.

Opening the faded blue bag, he pulled out a set of tin cans, lining them up and making sure that the wind wasn't about to send them rolling along like tumbleweed. He moved the gym bag a good ten metres away from the cans, and picked up the rucksack again, slinging it over onto one shoulder. He paced out twenty-five, and watched as Ben walked over with the other duffle bag.

"Careful with that thing, alright? Unlike in the movies, guns don't just magically go off, especially unloaded ones, but the sights can get jostled about, and that requires me to zero them in, which is a pain in the ass." When the gun was on he ground, he carefully lifted out the rifle inside.

"This," as he said this he tapped the side of the gun, "is a Mossberg MVP .22 calibre hunting rifle. Unless you make sniper corps, absolutely no one in the army has ever used a bolt action, and even then the sniper corps probably don't use bolt actions." He pulled the bolt back. "Bolt action because it works like so, although I'm sure you're not stupid."

"First rule of handling any gun. Never, ever point the gun at anything you wouldn't want to injure or damage. Traditionally, this means the ground or sky, although there are risks involved, from the bullet coming back down or ricocheting off of the ground. Still much safer than most directions. Next, always take the gun to be loaded. It doesn't matter that there's no magazine in, and no chambered bullet, you take the gun as loaded. What this means is, until you are ready to fire, keep your finger outside of the trigger guard." He demonstrated. "You might know all that, but trust me, it's worth drilling into your head until you're thinking of gun safety in your dreams."

He slowly undid the combination on the trigger lock, before placing the plastic casing inside the bag. From the bag, he pulled out a small box of disposable ear mufflers. "Also, guns are loud. Sounds obvious, right? Well exploding gunpowder causes noises exceeding 140 decibels. That means you've got a jet engine going off right next to your ear. Permanent damage isn't out of the equation, not by a long shot. That's why we use these. Not as effective as the big earmufflers that construction workers wear, but it does the job nicely."

He pulled out a magazine of ammunition, and loaded it into the gun. Lying down, he placed the earmuffs into his ears and slid the box over. "I'm just going to fire off one or two shots to demonstrate how it's done, then it's all you."
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He pushed the safety off, and looked up at Ben's raised thumb. He breathed deep, and fired, sending one of the cans sprawling downwards, a new hole in the tin smoking. The bolt flicked up then back by expert fingers, sending the spent cartridge flying onto the desert.

He breathed deep again, and squeezed the trigger once more, sending a cacophony of noise out for the second time. Now that the two cans were on the ground, he knelt and unloaded the gun, before emptying the last bullet out of the chamber.

He picked out a bottle of water from his rucksack, and took a swig, making sure his lips didn't touch the rim of the bottle, before handing it over to Ben, the unloaded gun still pointing down the range, propped up by the extended bipod that he had clipped on ages ago.

He pulled the two sound mufflers out of his ears, and indicated for Ben to do the same so that he wouldn't have to shout. "Alright Ben, your turn. Take it slow, remember what I told you about gun safety, and ask me if you get confused about anything."
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Will raised an eyebrow at the speed that Ben chugged the eater."Jeez you must've been thirsty dude. You got one of those coaches who makes sure you drink insane amounts of water or something? damn!"

"If you don't want to damage the stand, there's a little catch at the top of it. Flick that to the left and fold the legs together and then upwards. Flip the process around to get it back out so it's all braced and steady." Hopefully that was what he was confused about, because otherwise he would look a bit dumb.

He shifted his cap a little, pulling out a strand of hair that had somehow been caught in between the adjustible clips. "Yeah, she's doing well. I dunno, but she might be feeling a bit under presure right now, honestly. She tell you what happened after the Sadie Hawkins?"
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