sssarawolf
Has No Life - Lives on TB
Thank you Pac.
Story Clora's House of Gathered Up Children
- Thread starter PacNorWest
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stjwelding
Veteran Member
Thank you Pac glad to see that no one was was hurt except the bad guys.
Sully
Veteran Member
I feel your pain. Today is 8 months since my husband passed away and it still feels like yesterday for me.
My Dr. said give it a year and it will get easier but I find that hard to believe.
Sully, I'm so sorry for your new pain of loss. I agree with your Dr. that the first year is the hardest.
I've been a widow a bit over 5 years now and my life has changed so much that I don't even think of that loss.
Since becoming disabled after 3 strokes and some seizures I'm just so thankful that I no longer have to take care of him while trying to take care of myself.
But I am blessed. I CAN take care of myself and my children and grandchildren are always there to help when I need them.
Sending love and blessings to you and Pac - - I feel your pain.
I've been a widow a bit over 5 years now and my life has changed so much that I don't even think of that loss.
Since becoming disabled after 3 strokes and some seizures I'm just so thankful that I no longer have to take care of him while trying to take care of myself.
But I am blessed. I CAN take care of myself and my children and grandchildren are always there to help when I need them.
Sending love and blessings to you and Pac - - I feel your pain.
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
To every one who has lost a loved one;
The Blessings of God's Peace to you.
Every little piece of advice helps. But it is the steady and inevitable march of days that helps the sorrow dissipate breath by breath.
Some days a little thing will make you smile. Two weeks later, the same small thing will make you burst into tears. We used to have an old Ford dump truck that was the scabbiest looking truck in the lower 48. It had bits and pieces of five or six paint jobs, one was a flat black with a paint brush. It came to us in a trade, and I called it Joseph. Because it looked like Joseph's coat.
Two months ago I was driving toward home and Lord in Heaven, I saw the twin of ratty, dirty, rusted and gruesome painted Joseph. It made me cry. And I let myself cry; didn't talk myself out of it. Someone in my immediate surrounding area has recently bought this old, ugly truck, and now I see it almost on a daily basis. It progressed to the point that all I felt was a momentary pang of sadness, and now it is just a ugly old truck.
It's a young man that owns it, and I wish him well as he starts a business. Long live ugly, old trucks.
It's the little things that filled your days back then, that made you smile. Treat your heart gently for as they made you smile then, they shall some day in the future.
Everyone is different. God made us that way so he could tell us apart. Celebrate your uniqueness and grieve as you need. Pac.
The Blessings of God's Peace to you.
Every little piece of advice helps. But it is the steady and inevitable march of days that helps the sorrow dissipate breath by breath.
Some days a little thing will make you smile. Two weeks later, the same small thing will make you burst into tears. We used to have an old Ford dump truck that was the scabbiest looking truck in the lower 48. It had bits and pieces of five or six paint jobs, one was a flat black with a paint brush. It came to us in a trade, and I called it Joseph. Because it looked like Joseph's coat.
Two months ago I was driving toward home and Lord in Heaven, I saw the twin of ratty, dirty, rusted and gruesome painted Joseph. It made me cry. And I let myself cry; didn't talk myself out of it. Someone in my immediate surrounding area has recently bought this old, ugly truck, and now I see it almost on a daily basis. It progressed to the point that all I felt was a momentary pang of sadness, and now it is just a ugly old truck.
It's a young man that owns it, and I wish him well as he starts a business. Long live ugly, old trucks.
It's the little things that filled your days back then, that made you smile. Treat your heart gently for as they made you smile then, they shall some day in the future.
Everyone is different. God made us that way so he could tell us apart. Celebrate your uniqueness and grieve as you need. Pac.
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
#83
In less than twenty four hours they had the full attack. Mara was on guard duty in the far outpost,
and she managed to get off a warning shot before she was killed. Cody at the other end of the property went a little crazy when he heard the firefight start. He abandoned his post and started spraying automatic fire at the first group, he encountered.
He caught most of them by surprise and killed about eleven before they turned and killed him outright. Once again the men of the clan were ready, but didn't expend ammo until directed.
Milo had Wayne's set of infra red binoculars, and he was busy counting the attacker's numbers. "At least twenty five still alive," he reported to Ben. They decided to use one man to collect the intelligence and keep a record of the of the killing hits.
The house was taking fire, and Mark, Toby and Milo were using battle rifles and night vision to pick off individual marksmen. They got to thirty, kills. Gary and Jainey were on the right wing of the house look out, and spotted a squad of at least eleven approaching the back side of the house. Gary broke the window and used the SKS to exterminate those that fell in his initial blast.
"At least three got away," he told Jainey, "keep count for me please."
On the floor and covered with glass, Jainey agreed. They were in a terrible position, the very end of the house that faced out toward the highway and drive, was a solid construction. Gary could only see the intruders, until they disappeared toward the very back of the house.
"Stay down," he hissed, "I've got to get a lookout on the back kitchen sliding doors. If anyone comes through the window, shoot them." Gary reached down, picked up Jainey and shook the glass off her. Then he kissed her hard. "They'll rape you baby girl if they get the chance. Don't make it easy for them. Shoot any one coming through the window."
Jainey squeeked out an "OK," and Gary left to sprint down the hall.
"Squads coming in from the back. Is Bruce down there?" Gary yelled at Mark, lunging over to the glass and useless patio doors. "Lou get down there and help Bruce. Be ready for an attack. Hank get over here, they will try to bust in the doors with spray. Get those kids to the exercise room, the windows are high enough they can't get in. Robert, go to Ben's room, be ready for a breach."
No sooner had Gary spit the words out, there was the sound of breaking glass from the direction of Ben's room and Robert went sprinting by. Gary listened to Jainey fire her weapon.
"Milo," he roared, "get over here, They're coming in the window at Jainey, I've got to go." and down the hall he ran. Jainey was crouched along the outer wall and the interior wall on the right side, firing at the darker hulks as the presented themselves at the window.
"Jainey, it's me, don't shoot me," Gary was screaming, knowing that the untrained woman would be so scared she would shoot at anything that moved , in her panicked state.
In speaking, Gary gave his position away, and got a spray of auto fire in his direction. He crouched and fired up into the window, and the weapon fell inside, the attacker outside.
Gary dashed straight for the window and scooped up the AK, jumping over the narrow twin bed to slam into Jainey in the corner. "Sorry Babe, this was too good a weapon to let it go. You OK?"
Gary drove the breath out of Jainey when he tumbled into her, and all she could manage was a assenting hiss. Laying his weapon on the bed, Gary hefted the AK and got ready for the next assault. They could hear fire from the other end of the house, shouting and more breaking glass as large chunks of wood were thrown, breaking the patio doors.
Auto fire sprayed into the room, seconds after Mark and Toby scrambled from in front of the large living room window. If there had been any person in the center of the house, they would have died in the cross fire.
As it was, bullets from the front window flew through the center and impacted several of the attacker's own men on the kitchen stoop.
Milo hooped with joy, and the noise enlivened and made the clan energized. Robert and then Bruce and Lou each had breaches and mowed down the incoming bodies.
The attack suddenly stopped, the silence startling as the noise level had been astonishingly loud.
"They are pulling out," Milo maintained a running commentary. "Looks like maybe twenty or so, running for the road."
Mark stepped out of the shadows and lined up on the one man that seemed to be the leader. Switching to full auto, he rattled through the first belt and slammed in the second. He got all but three of the fleeing attackers.
In less than twenty four hours they had the full attack. Mara was on guard duty in the far outpost,
and she managed to get off a warning shot before she was killed. Cody at the other end of the property went a little crazy when he heard the firefight start. He abandoned his post and started spraying automatic fire at the first group, he encountered.
He caught most of them by surprise and killed about eleven before they turned and killed him outright. Once again the men of the clan were ready, but didn't expend ammo until directed.
Milo had Wayne's set of infra red binoculars, and he was busy counting the attacker's numbers. "At least twenty five still alive," he reported to Ben. They decided to use one man to collect the intelligence and keep a record of the of the killing hits.
The house was taking fire, and Mark, Toby and Milo were using battle rifles and night vision to pick off individual marksmen. They got to thirty, kills. Gary and Jainey were on the right wing of the house look out, and spotted a squad of at least eleven approaching the back side of the house. Gary broke the window and used the SKS to exterminate those that fell in his initial blast.
"At least three got away," he told Jainey, "keep count for me please."
On the floor and covered with glass, Jainey agreed. They were in a terrible position, the very end of the house that faced out toward the highway and drive, was a solid construction. Gary could only see the intruders, until they disappeared toward the very back of the house.
"Stay down," he hissed, "I've got to get a lookout on the back kitchen sliding doors. If anyone comes through the window, shoot them." Gary reached down, picked up Jainey and shook the glass off her. Then he kissed her hard. "They'll rape you baby girl if they get the chance. Don't make it easy for them. Shoot any one coming through the window."
Jainey squeeked out an "OK," and Gary left to sprint down the hall.
"Squads coming in from the back. Is Bruce down there?" Gary yelled at Mark, lunging over to the glass and useless patio doors. "Lou get down there and help Bruce. Be ready for an attack. Hank get over here, they will try to bust in the doors with spray. Get those kids to the exercise room, the windows are high enough they can't get in. Robert, go to Ben's room, be ready for a breach."
No sooner had Gary spit the words out, there was the sound of breaking glass from the direction of Ben's room and Robert went sprinting by. Gary listened to Jainey fire her weapon.
"Milo," he roared, "get over here, They're coming in the window at Jainey, I've got to go." and down the hall he ran. Jainey was crouched along the outer wall and the interior wall on the right side, firing at the darker hulks as the presented themselves at the window.
"Jainey, it's me, don't shoot me," Gary was screaming, knowing that the untrained woman would be so scared she would shoot at anything that moved , in her panicked state.
In speaking, Gary gave his position away, and got a spray of auto fire in his direction. He crouched and fired up into the window, and the weapon fell inside, the attacker outside.
Gary dashed straight for the window and scooped up the AK, jumping over the narrow twin bed to slam into Jainey in the corner. "Sorry Babe, this was too good a weapon to let it go. You OK?"
Gary drove the breath out of Jainey when he tumbled into her, and all she could manage was a assenting hiss. Laying his weapon on the bed, Gary hefted the AK and got ready for the next assault. They could hear fire from the other end of the house, shouting and more breaking glass as large chunks of wood were thrown, breaking the patio doors.
Auto fire sprayed into the room, seconds after Mark and Toby scrambled from in front of the large living room window. If there had been any person in the center of the house, they would have died in the cross fire.
As it was, bullets from the front window flew through the center and impacted several of the attacker's own men on the kitchen stoop.
Milo hooped with joy, and the noise enlivened and made the clan energized. Robert and then Bruce and Lou each had breaches and mowed down the incoming bodies.
The attack suddenly stopped, the silence startling as the noise level had been astonishingly loud.
"They are pulling out," Milo maintained a running commentary. "Looks like maybe twenty or so, running for the road."
Mark stepped out of the shadows and lined up on the one man that seemed to be the leader. Switching to full auto, he rattled through the first belt and slammed in the second. He got all but three of the fleeing attackers.
sssarawolf
Has No Life - Lives on TB
Boy oh boy, thank you Pac.
stjwelding
Veteran Member
Wow!!!!!! Fantastic post Pac thank you. To bad about Mara and Cody, but actions have consequences.
Wayne
Wayne
Thank you Ms Pac!!!!!!!
Last line, I think "belt" should have been "mag" or "magazine".
They should go to the road and see what they left behind there. Then they should work their way back to the house and check to see if there are any that are not dead yet. Might ask a few questions and find out where they are based and clean out that abscess.
Last line, I think "belt" should have been "mag" or "magazine".
They should go to the road and see what they left behind there. Then they should work their way back to the house and check to see if there are any that are not dead yet. Might ask a few questions and find out where they are based and clean out that abscess.
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
Yeah Ted,
You and me both. I have absolutely no idea what I would do with it, except pull the trigger for the fun of listening to it fire. Then give it back and say 'thank you. How much do I owe you for the ammo?'
You and me both. I have absolutely no idea what I would do with it, except pull the trigger for the fun of listening to it fire. Then give it back and say 'thank you. How much do I owe you for the ammo?'
Dosadi
Brown Coat
Mrs. PAC, since your near it, ya might want to take a trip to knob creek when they do the spring or fall shoot.
People fire every kind of full auto you can think of up there, and lots of the people who have range spots will let people borrow their weapon and have a shot or three.
If you go be sure you make time for the night shoot. It's the best fireworks ever.
Been a few years since I went, and this year isn't looking like I'll make it either, but if you go also remember to take some ear plugs.
I used to go and take enough ammo to burn about 10,000 rounds with a local fellow that has a class 2 license and about 15 different weapons. The most fun one was the mg 42, and 8mm ammo was cheap at the time, comparatively.
Anyway I didn't bother mentioning the belt fed, cause it didn't detract from the story for me.
Still think it was a heart stopping chapter and looking forward to the next installment.
Dosadi
here is the link to the knob creek web site
http://www.knobcreekrange.com/events/featured-events/machine-gun-shoot
and a excerpt from it. Best to read the whole thing there:
The Machine Gun Shoot & Military Gun Show is a bi-annual event, typically held on the second weekend of April and October. The next Machine Gun Shoot takes place on April 7, 8 & 9, 2017.
Click here to view the Machine Gun Shoot schedule The participants are machine gun dealers, collectors and enthusiasts from all over the country. The Machine Gun Shoot itself consists of three days of machine gun shooting, dealer displays, shooting competitions and a spectacular Saturday Night Shoot. The machine gunners are shooting at a wide variety of used appliances, abandoned vehicles, and barrels of fuel with pyrotechnic charges attached. The pyrotechnic charges are painted orange for the shooter to see. The charges are set off by the impact of the bullets, creating large mushroom clouds and fireballs from hell! (Click here to see a video of one of our machine gun shoots) Their objective is to destroy everything down range. A wide variety of rare and exotic weaponry will be on display for all to see, such as Water Cooled Brownings, Mini-guns, AK-47’s, MG-42’s, Tommy Guns, M-16’s, Vickers belt fed, Uzi’s, MP5’s & many others too numerous to mention. A big thank you to our sponsors.
Gun Show
The Military Gun Show has drawn dealers from across the country to buy, sell and trade rifles, pistols, shotguns, and machine guns. They also will be selling ammo, military surplus, hard to find gun parts and much more. The gun show consists of over 900 tables and is set up in a large lighted pole barn adjacent to the firing line and Clubhouse. Security is on patrol at all times. Knob Creek cordially invites you to come and support the second amendment, “the right to keep and bear arms“. For vendor information please contact Gina at KnobCreekRange@aol.com.
Admission is $15 per person per day and children under 12 are $5 per day.
Knob Creek is a Cold Range. This means NO loaded Firearms of any kind may be carried on Knob Creek property. All Firearms must be declared and zip tied with magazines out at the admission gate.
No ATVs will be allowed for personal transportation. There are courtesy transports available to transport people and their merchandise to and from the parking lot as well as the gun show area and lower ranges.
NO PETS ALLOWED
Camping at Knob Creek Gun Range is offered on a first come first serve basis and is pro-rated. Those arriving Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday will pay $50.00 per person, campers setting up Thursday will pay $40.00 per person, campers setting up Friday will pay $30.00 per person and campers setting up Saturday will pay $20.00 per person. Campers under 18 are free if accompanied by their parents. Be advised there are no electric or water hookups, however Port-A- Pots are available.
General admission — Adults $15.00 a day. Children under 12 $5.00 a day.
Hearing and eye protection is strongly recommended and available.
Information packets for the Assault Rifle Competition, Old Military Bolt Action Rifle Competition, KCR National Subgun Competition, KCR Practical Pistol Competition, & KCR Assault Shotgun Competition now available here.
22 LR Fun Match is open Saturday starting at 9 am and is held next to the Subgun Range (Cowboy Range). The cost is $5 if you are using your own gun and ammo and $10 if you use our gun and ammo (25 rds). You will be shooting at 34 steel plate targets. No pre-registration just show up at the match site.
Subgun Jungle Walk is Friday and Saturday only on the lower range. $20 if you have your own gun and ammo or $40 if you use our Uzi (includes ammo), 9 am till 6 pm. Report to the Jungle Walk early for squading.
Machine gun rentals available Saturday and Sunday on the lower range. Saturday 9 am till 7 pm. Sunday 9 am to 3 pm. Click here for a complete list of Machine Gun Rentals available.
Open shooting is allowed on the lower range. The price is $15 per person for a single relay of 90 minutes. Report to the range early for squading. Hearing and Eye Protection are required.
The shooting of tracers will be allowed weather permitting.
Handicap parking available.
People fire every kind of full auto you can think of up there, and lots of the people who have range spots will let people borrow their weapon and have a shot or three.
If you go be sure you make time for the night shoot. It's the best fireworks ever.
Been a few years since I went, and this year isn't looking like I'll make it either, but if you go also remember to take some ear plugs.
I used to go and take enough ammo to burn about 10,000 rounds with a local fellow that has a class 2 license and about 15 different weapons. The most fun one was the mg 42, and 8mm ammo was cheap at the time, comparatively.
Anyway I didn't bother mentioning the belt fed, cause it didn't detract from the story for me.
Still think it was a heart stopping chapter and looking forward to the next installment.
Dosadi
here is the link to the knob creek web site
http://www.knobcreekrange.com/events/featured-events/machine-gun-shoot
and a excerpt from it. Best to read the whole thing there:
The Machine Gun Shoot & Military Gun Show is a bi-annual event, typically held on the second weekend of April and October. The next Machine Gun Shoot takes place on April 7, 8 & 9, 2017.
Click here to view the Machine Gun Shoot schedule The participants are machine gun dealers, collectors and enthusiasts from all over the country. The Machine Gun Shoot itself consists of three days of machine gun shooting, dealer displays, shooting competitions and a spectacular Saturday Night Shoot. The machine gunners are shooting at a wide variety of used appliances, abandoned vehicles, and barrels of fuel with pyrotechnic charges attached. The pyrotechnic charges are painted orange for the shooter to see. The charges are set off by the impact of the bullets, creating large mushroom clouds and fireballs from hell! (Click here to see a video of one of our machine gun shoots) Their objective is to destroy everything down range. A wide variety of rare and exotic weaponry will be on display for all to see, such as Water Cooled Brownings, Mini-guns, AK-47’s, MG-42’s, Tommy Guns, M-16’s, Vickers belt fed, Uzi’s, MP5’s & many others too numerous to mention. A big thank you to our sponsors.
Gun Show
The Military Gun Show has drawn dealers from across the country to buy, sell and trade rifles, pistols, shotguns, and machine guns. They also will be selling ammo, military surplus, hard to find gun parts and much more. The gun show consists of over 900 tables and is set up in a large lighted pole barn adjacent to the firing line and Clubhouse. Security is on patrol at all times. Knob Creek cordially invites you to come and support the second amendment, “the right to keep and bear arms“. For vendor information please contact Gina at KnobCreekRange@aol.com.
Admission is $15 per person per day and children under 12 are $5 per day.
Knob Creek is a Cold Range. This means NO loaded Firearms of any kind may be carried on Knob Creek property. All Firearms must be declared and zip tied with magazines out at the admission gate.
No ATVs will be allowed for personal transportation. There are courtesy transports available to transport people and their merchandise to and from the parking lot as well as the gun show area and lower ranges.
NO PETS ALLOWED
Camping at Knob Creek Gun Range is offered on a first come first serve basis and is pro-rated. Those arriving Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday will pay $50.00 per person, campers setting up Thursday will pay $40.00 per person, campers setting up Friday will pay $30.00 per person and campers setting up Saturday will pay $20.00 per person. Campers under 18 are free if accompanied by their parents. Be advised there are no electric or water hookups, however Port-A- Pots are available.
General admission — Adults $15.00 a day. Children under 12 $5.00 a day.
Hearing and eye protection is strongly recommended and available.
Information packets for the Assault Rifle Competition, Old Military Bolt Action Rifle Competition, KCR National Subgun Competition, KCR Practical Pistol Competition, & KCR Assault Shotgun Competition now available here.
22 LR Fun Match is open Saturday starting at 9 am and is held next to the Subgun Range (Cowboy Range). The cost is $5 if you are using your own gun and ammo and $10 if you use our gun and ammo (25 rds). You will be shooting at 34 steel plate targets. No pre-registration just show up at the match site.
Subgun Jungle Walk is Friday and Saturday only on the lower range. $20 if you have your own gun and ammo or $40 if you use our Uzi (includes ammo), 9 am till 6 pm. Report to the Jungle Walk early for squading.
Machine gun rentals available Saturday and Sunday on the lower range. Saturday 9 am till 7 pm. Sunday 9 am to 3 pm. Click here for a complete list of Machine Gun Rentals available.
Open shooting is allowed on the lower range. The price is $15 per person for a single relay of 90 minutes. Report to the range early for squading. Hearing and Eye Protection are required.
The shooting of tracers will be allowed weather permitting.
Handicap parking available.
Thank You Mrs. Pac. I have to agree with Dosadi. Letting off a little is fun and you should try it if possible. Still I don't think little things like using a belt ,or magazine should make any difference. It's a story, something to enjoy. And most of us do enjoy it.
Thank You for your stories.
Debob
Thank You for your stories.
Debob
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
OK, I have a question,
I have seen a weapon that sits on a tripod and uses what looks like belt fed ammo. What am I thinking of?
Ooooo, I will plan on going to knob creek. Can't go this Spring as I have to be in Fla. the 11th of April, but I'll go to the next one. What a rush! See what happens to little old ladies? LOL
I have seen a weapon that sits on a tripod and uses what looks like belt fed ammo. What am I thinking of?
Ooooo, I will plan on going to knob creek. Can't go this Spring as I have to be in Fla. the 11th of April, but I'll go to the next one. What a rush! See what happens to little old ladies? LOL
Dosadi
Brown Coat
A tripod belt fed machine gun is usually either the 1919 30 06 browning or the M2 50 caliber Browning machinegun if you are talking about American weapons.
There are of course earlier models.
Essentially the tripod is used for machine guns in static emplacements, often with a "waterjacket" that allows sustained fire.
Some are anti aircraft weapons.
.50 caliber "ma deuce" M2 browning. This weapon is still in use by our military since no one has been able to improve upon it for its purposes. It is more anti material than anti personnel (because of geneva accords) When this round hits a human it litterally rips them into pieces. esp. if using the raufaus ammo.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yuZ5VrLQ1ek
This next one shows the m240 firing off a bi pod, then the 30 06 1917 adn 1919 mgs for you to look at Note the waterjackets for extended firing on the 1917
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luZ-D5cdsb4
There are of course many others. I'm esp fond of the WWII mg 42 machineguns, but they fall in the smaller range.
The old M60 general purpose MG was usually fired off a bi pod (think vietnam era)
The current belt feds would be a
Squad automatic weapon (typically .223 / .556 caliber) and general purpose ones like the m240 which is at the start of the second video.
One other thing is .50 BMG rifles like the barret which use a 11 round box magazine firing the .50 BMG round in semi auto only mode. This weapon with a scope is employed by snipers.
I'll throw a link / youtube up on that weapon. It would be the most likely type some group like the Clan would have as it would give a shooter a weapon capable at over 2000 meters, and with proper ammo able to stop unarmored vehicles, and shoot through light armor, engine blocks or stem to stern of a typical house. With the raufas ammo it will go through a cinderblock wall and vaporize someone hiding behind it etc.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSBE7AJubQ0
There are of course earlier models.
Essentially the tripod is used for machine guns in static emplacements, often with a "waterjacket" that allows sustained fire.
Some are anti aircraft weapons.
.50 caliber "ma deuce" M2 browning. This weapon is still in use by our military since no one has been able to improve upon it for its purposes. It is more anti material than anti personnel (because of geneva accords) When this round hits a human it litterally rips them into pieces. esp. if using the raufaus ammo.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yuZ5VrLQ1ek
This next one shows the m240 firing off a bi pod, then the 30 06 1917 adn 1919 mgs for you to look at Note the waterjackets for extended firing on the 1917
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=luZ-D5cdsb4
There are of course many others. I'm esp fond of the WWII mg 42 machineguns, but they fall in the smaller range.
The old M60 general purpose MG was usually fired off a bi pod (think vietnam era)
The current belt feds would be a
Squad automatic weapon (typically .223 / .556 caliber) and general purpose ones like the m240 which is at the start of the second video.
One other thing is .50 BMG rifles like the barret which use a 11 round box magazine firing the .50 BMG round in semi auto only mode. This weapon with a scope is employed by snipers.
I'll throw a link / youtube up on that weapon. It would be the most likely type some group like the Clan would have as it would give a shooter a weapon capable at over 2000 meters, and with proper ammo able to stop unarmored vehicles, and shoot through light armor, engine blocks or stem to stern of a typical house. With the raufas ammo it will go through a cinderblock wall and vaporize someone hiding behind it etc.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XSBE7AJubQ0
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
Thanks all,
Yes the M60 was what I was thinking of. Lots of my classmates went to Viet Nam, pictures sent back show the stands, and pardon I thought they were tri, but I see they were bi.
My only defense, that was a while ago. There were plenty of us that mourned the young men that didn't come back alive. Three of my very good friends, bright, articulate, good and kind men came home in flag draped coffins. Two had girlfriends and the third, a young wife, and they lost the men they loved. The same as happens now, with the horrible destructive mangling of our present wars.
I am proud and appreciative of those men and women that have served, are serving and will serve. I pray protection for them every night, one small voice before God. Thank you, for preserving freedom.
Yes the M60 was what I was thinking of. Lots of my classmates went to Viet Nam, pictures sent back show the stands, and pardon I thought they were tri, but I see they were bi.
My only defense, that was a while ago. There were plenty of us that mourned the young men that didn't come back alive. Three of my very good friends, bright, articulate, good and kind men came home in flag draped coffins. Two had girlfriends and the third, a young wife, and they lost the men they loved. The same as happens now, with the horrible destructive mangling of our present wars.
I am proud and appreciative of those men and women that have served, are serving and will serve. I pray protection for them every night, one small voice before God. Thank you, for preserving freedom.
Dosadi
Brown Coat
I pretty much hated the "pig"
The first thing we did every single day was make sure the gunner had cleaned it.
Did he know how to not put in the piston backwards and did he have it wired so it didn't come undone
Did he have a good clip holding the trigger group in
Was the feed tray / guides etc bent or out of adjustment.
It was a decent weapon, but it needed an experienced man running it, and it needed a lot more maintenance than ours got.
I found this fellow talking about a later model (the E3, I think E6 was the last revision I know of for it) and he pretty much hits the high points both good and bad.
One thing is every youtube I see they want to fire long bursts. The proper way to use the weapon is 3 to 5 round bursts, but when your in need of stopping something people forget that. Lotta barrels got burned up that way.
One thing our gunners would do was catch the choppers and "swap" out the worn out guns for the newer / better maintained ones on the door gunners position if he blinked. We figured we were in the dirt and needed it more.
Anyway, if you want a look at the pig (m60) here's a youtube on it, just remember this boy is to young to have seen em actually in combat, and while long on theory, he seems a bit short on real world experience.
A good man with a pig could keep the squad alive, but seems they kept pushing that heavy things off on the new guys and that was not good.
Ah well I'll ramble all day on guns, so here is the youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNVegwmZiQM
The first thing we did every single day was make sure the gunner had cleaned it.
Did he know how to not put in the piston backwards and did he have it wired so it didn't come undone
Did he have a good clip holding the trigger group in
Was the feed tray / guides etc bent or out of adjustment.
It was a decent weapon, but it needed an experienced man running it, and it needed a lot more maintenance than ours got.
I found this fellow talking about a later model (the E3, I think E6 was the last revision I know of for it) and he pretty much hits the high points both good and bad.
One thing is every youtube I see they want to fire long bursts. The proper way to use the weapon is 3 to 5 round bursts, but when your in need of stopping something people forget that. Lotta barrels got burned up that way.
One thing our gunners would do was catch the choppers and "swap" out the worn out guns for the newer / better maintained ones on the door gunners position if he blinked. We figured we were in the dirt and needed it more.
Anyway, if you want a look at the pig (m60) here's a youtube on it, just remember this boy is to young to have seen em actually in combat, and while long on theory, he seems a bit short on real world experience.
A good man with a pig could keep the squad alive, but seems they kept pushing that heavy things off on the new guys and that was not good.
Ah well I'll ramble all day on guns, so here is the youtube:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BNVegwmZiQM
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
#84
Mark, Toby, Lou and Robert went out to gather the attacker's weapons. During the time they were gone, there were two pistol shots; end of life mercy. The clan in the house shivered at the sounds, and no one said a word.
Milo, Gary and Bruce cleaned the bodies out and around the house while Ben and Hank kept guard. Lemmie was sitting at the table sobbing, and every once in a while, Hank would walk by and touch her cheek or pat her shoulder.
Clora made coffee and tea, Phoebe stayed with the babies and the rest of the ladies swept up glass. Honey peeled away from the house keeping crew and gathered up the older children. They went out to play on the now walled in patio, while she stood guard. It was Honey, looking around that spotted the bodies of the silenced dogs.
Milo had said something to her about the dogs not sounding the alarm, and now she knew why. Honey had to shake her head, at the wanton slaughter. The dogs would be sorely missed.
Honey watched as the men outside, worked their way toward the main road, the three loose attackers a possible ambush situtation. Mark started back for the house, Honey assumed he was coming for a vehicle. Milo came around the side of the house dragging a dead body and Honey's interest was caught by a flash if something in the trees off to Mark's right as he was walking.
"Milo whistle danger," she commanded and sighted in on the second flash. Counting heads, she assumed again that it was at least one of the attackers, took aim and squeezed the trigger as Milo's shrill blast had the outward clans men dropping to the ground.
There was a scream, so Honey knew she had hit someone. There was a brief exchange of gunfire and then silence once again. Tersely, she gave Milo the coordinates of where she had placed her shot, and gave her longer range weapon to him and he went running in a random zig zag pattern toward the woods.
Honey had the kids in the house in an instant and had them stay in the atrium. Of all the extensive glass that had been broken, not a bit of the atrium had been shattered. The boys all carried hot wheels cars in their pockets, as to be ready to play in an instant.
Mark, when he got to the house was shook up with his near miss. "Was that you?" He asked Honey, as she kept guard on Milo as he entered the woods.
"Yes, I saw something shiny glint in the sun."
"Many thanks," Mark said quietly and patted her on the shoulder.
Honey was thinking that was the first time he had ever touched her. Mark simply wasn't a demonstrative man, but Milo had told her he had been when they were young.
"That's all that counts," Honey had said as she watched Milo and Robbie wrestle on the floor. Milo was a very hands on husband and Father, and that's just the way Honey liked him.
The men toiled all the daylight hours to clean up the attackers and the gruesome mess they had left. There were fifty three bodies, plus those of Cody and Mara.
Mark, Toby, Lou and Robert went out to gather the attacker's weapons. During the time they were gone, there were two pistol shots; end of life mercy. The clan in the house shivered at the sounds, and no one said a word.
Milo, Gary and Bruce cleaned the bodies out and around the house while Ben and Hank kept guard. Lemmie was sitting at the table sobbing, and every once in a while, Hank would walk by and touch her cheek or pat her shoulder.
Clora made coffee and tea, Phoebe stayed with the babies and the rest of the ladies swept up glass. Honey peeled away from the house keeping crew and gathered up the older children. They went out to play on the now walled in patio, while she stood guard. It was Honey, looking around that spotted the bodies of the silenced dogs.
Milo had said something to her about the dogs not sounding the alarm, and now she knew why. Honey had to shake her head, at the wanton slaughter. The dogs would be sorely missed.
Honey watched as the men outside, worked their way toward the main road, the three loose attackers a possible ambush situtation. Mark started back for the house, Honey assumed he was coming for a vehicle. Milo came around the side of the house dragging a dead body and Honey's interest was caught by a flash if something in the trees off to Mark's right as he was walking.
"Milo whistle danger," she commanded and sighted in on the second flash. Counting heads, she assumed again that it was at least one of the attackers, took aim and squeezed the trigger as Milo's shrill blast had the outward clans men dropping to the ground.
There was a scream, so Honey knew she had hit someone. There was a brief exchange of gunfire and then silence once again. Tersely, she gave Milo the coordinates of where she had placed her shot, and gave her longer range weapon to him and he went running in a random zig zag pattern toward the woods.
Honey had the kids in the house in an instant and had them stay in the atrium. Of all the extensive glass that had been broken, not a bit of the atrium had been shattered. The boys all carried hot wheels cars in their pockets, as to be ready to play in an instant.
Mark, when he got to the house was shook up with his near miss. "Was that you?" He asked Honey, as she kept guard on Milo as he entered the woods.
"Yes, I saw something shiny glint in the sun."
"Many thanks," Mark said quietly and patted her on the shoulder.
Honey was thinking that was the first time he had ever touched her. Mark simply wasn't a demonstrative man, but Milo had told her he had been when they were young.
"That's all that counts," Honey had said as she watched Milo and Robbie wrestle on the floor. Milo was a very hands on husband and Father, and that's just the way Honey liked him.
The men toiled all the daylight hours to clean up the attackers and the gruesome mess they had left. There were fifty three bodies, plus those of Cody and Mara.
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
Thank you Dosadi and others that sent information on the weapons. I appreciate the chance to make this some what believable. Pac.
sssarawolf
Has No Life - Lives on TB
Thank you pac 
always a treat.
always a treat.
Dosadi
Brown Coat
Thank You Mrs. PAC
It is believable, I just imagine as if someone were telling me the story.
I just imagine someone telling me a story. Lots of to long this is the "short" version. and I fill in any blanks myself as best I can.
But your welcome for anything I managed to do to help.
Thanks again
Dosadi
It is believable, I just imagine as if someone were telling me the story.
I just imagine someone telling me a story. Lots of to long this is the "short" version. and I fill in any blanks myself as best I can.
But your welcome for anything I managed to do to help.
Thanks again
Dosadi
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
Kaij, Milo is in the woods and Honey is reminiscing. I didn't write that very clear.
stjwelding
Veteran Member
Thank you Pac, for more of your story always greatly appreciated.
Wayne
Wayne
PacNorWest
Veteran Member
#85
"For hard times, some of these porkers are sure fat," Milo, Toby, Gary and Robert struggled to load the bodies into the pickup bed. Ben as guard, made the observation. All the bodies out front were loaded and weapons piled in the back of Milo's pickup.
"I'm sure at least one, possibly two of them got away." Gary huffed as they loaded an extremely fat man. "This guy sure reeks, I wonder what the hell he's been eating?"
The moment he said that, Gary had to turn to the side and heave. He knew exactly what the man had been feasting on. He had only smelled that once before, but it was an odor a person never forgot.
Ben with his eyes constantly on the move for additional attackers, said "what? Why, what do you think he's been eating?" in a voice that only paid half attention to Gary's remark.
"Long pig," Gary said roughly, and spit the horrible taste of vomit from his mouth.
"Nooo, you're joking? Right?" Ben turned whiter than white and looked at Mark, as if Dad would overrule Gary and turn the world back to roses and sunshine.
Mark nodded shortly; he could smell the odor of cooked human emanating from the dead man, and he leaned over to spit the bile rising in his mouth.
"God in heaven," Ben said aloud, saying a prayer for the victims of such barbaric behavior. All the men shivered in the afternoon heat, as icy fear gripped their hearts.
They worked in silence after that, each man deep in his own thoughts.
"What are we going to do with Cody and Mara?" Milo asked. "I vote we pick them up with the rest and haul them a good ways away. Lemmie and Hank don't want to see this. There's no earthly sense in them casting eyes on the bodies. It won't make any difference."
Because no one said anything different, the two clansmen were loaded with the rest and driven to the rock pit about seven miles away. There, pockets and field packs were searched and stripped out. All the attackers had a great deal of money in their pants, Milo silently gathered up the handfuls of bills he had collected and gave them to Mark.
Milo shuddered as he touched the money, he didn't want to have anything to do with it.
"For hard times, some of these porkers are sure fat," Milo, Toby, Gary and Robert struggled to load the bodies into the pickup bed. Ben as guard, made the observation. All the bodies out front were loaded and weapons piled in the back of Milo's pickup.
"I'm sure at least one, possibly two of them got away." Gary huffed as they loaded an extremely fat man. "This guy sure reeks, I wonder what the hell he's been eating?"
The moment he said that, Gary had to turn to the side and heave. He knew exactly what the man had been feasting on. He had only smelled that once before, but it was an odor a person never forgot.
Ben with his eyes constantly on the move for additional attackers, said "what? Why, what do you think he's been eating?" in a voice that only paid half attention to Gary's remark.
"Long pig," Gary said roughly, and spit the horrible taste of vomit from his mouth.
"Nooo, you're joking? Right?" Ben turned whiter than white and looked at Mark, as if Dad would overrule Gary and turn the world back to roses and sunshine.
Mark nodded shortly; he could smell the odor of cooked human emanating from the dead man, and he leaned over to spit the bile rising in his mouth.
"God in heaven," Ben said aloud, saying a prayer for the victims of such barbaric behavior. All the men shivered in the afternoon heat, as icy fear gripped their hearts.
They worked in silence after that, each man deep in his own thoughts.
"What are we going to do with Cody and Mara?" Milo asked. "I vote we pick them up with the rest and haul them a good ways away. Lemmie and Hank don't want to see this. There's no earthly sense in them casting eyes on the bodies. It won't make any difference."
Because no one said anything different, the two clansmen were loaded with the rest and driven to the rock pit about seven miles away. There, pockets and field packs were searched and stripped out. All the attackers had a great deal of money in their pants, Milo silently gathered up the handfuls of bills he had collected and gave them to Mark.
Milo shuddered as he touched the money, he didn't want to have anything to do with it.
stjwelding
Veteran Member
Thank you Pac. for sharing your blessing with us.
Wayne
Wayne