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Texican

Texican

Live Free & Die Free.... God Freedom Country....
Zed on the hunt. Zed is correct about being to the left since most look over their right shoulder unless trained to look over both shoulders.

Now how are Doug and group?

Thanks CCG.

Texican....
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

Remote Paramedical pain in the ass
The radio in his ear crackled.

“Guys, Crayon started early! Don’t know why. I don’t see anyone. Halo, I saw where you went, Bear is in place.” Emilia’s voice sounded older, more mature than normal. It was a side effect of trying to talk in low tones and annunciating clearly and distinctly as Jesse told her. Doug thought she sounded a lot more confident than he felt. His own heart rate was still sky high. The lights coming on was a surprise, Heidi’s run was a shock that floored him. He hadn’t thought when that happened, the rifle just came to his shoulder of its own accord. He knew in that moment he could do this, even if it was only to protect her. He owed her that much, many times over. He tried to settle himself some. Heidi was supposed to initiate with the first shot. He had to hold his fire until she started.


“Guys, Crayon started early! Don’t know why. I don’t see anyone. Halo, I saw where you went, Bear is in place.” Heidi hear Emilia’s voice in her ear. She had let her come up with the call signs. She should have figured the little smart ass would go for something like that. Heidi tried to flatten herself a little more as she stared through the shrubs towards the door. A little part of her knew the first round was going to hurt firing from the prone. There was no good way for her body to move with the recoil like standing. She always hated the prone with the shotgun. This would be the same or even worse. The shortened buttstock had no recoil pad to soften the impact, nor did she have the armor to pad the jolt. She had to make the first couple shots good, however. The longer she could go without revealing where she was at, the longer before she had to worry about rounds coming her way.

She really hoped Doug wouldn’t jump the gun. Heidi was supposed to take the first shot to set off the action. They were going to wait until they had a couple out in the open and drop them first. With the change, this might be hard. The longer she lay there, the more likely she was to be seen. She heard fumbling and banging around coming from the main building the bad guys were using. She couldn’t see that door, she had to stay focused on the one in front of her.

“I got someone coming out the Dorm door. He has a rifle on his back” Doug and Heidi heard Emilia’s voice go up an octave from her low, practiced ‘radio’ voice.

Doug watched the single male walk, it seemed, right past the planter Heidi was hiding in. He held his breath as he tracked him with the front sight of the rifle, ready to fire if it looked like he saw her. He kept walking.

Heidi heard the door open behind her and the man walk across towards her. She knew she had to remain as still as a frightened rabbit. Movement attracts the eye and she knew she probably couldn’t move fast enough to save herself if she was spotted. He came into her field of view from the right as he walked up to the door she was oriented on. He knocked on the door three times. She could hear a bolt being thrown and see the door open. Standing in the doorway was another heavy set male, a rifle held loose in one hand. She strained to hear what was said.

The best she could make out was evidently some of the guys were needed in town and he wouldn’t get relieved until lunchtime now. Heidi looked through the ghost ring sight at the rear of the rifle. It looked as big as a hula-hoop, the tritium powered front sight a glowing spike at the front of the barrel in the middle of the ring. It was her call on when to start. She tried to think quickly. She didn’t want them all alert and armed and outside. She needed to either catch some outside and unaware or she needed to get them funneled and panicking. She looked through her sights again. From her angle, she might be able to pull off a ‘Quigley’.

British snipers, among others, have started referring to killing two bad guys with one bullet a ‘Quigley’ after the shot made by the main character in the movie. He waited for two targets to line up so one bullet could go through two people. The shot was from a long way out. She would be doing the back alley version. She was no more than thirty feet from them. She didn’t have to worry about long flight time or leading and guessing at next moves. She just had to decide if it was the right call. Where would the bullet go after it went through them? Would it hit the captives? Well, she was pretty low so it most likely would hit the ceiling in the room instead of others. That also meant she had to hit the first guy low to still get a center of mass on guy number two.

She made the call. The shot broke cleanly. Before they even hit the ground, she was exploding out of the planter and sprinting towards the doorway. Her main concern was wondering if the guy in the room was alone or was there another guard. If there was a second guard, she would be trapped between the two doors in a crossfire. She wanted to avoid that at all costs.
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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Doug heard the report of the big 45-70 and saw Heidi explode from the planter. A part of him almost giggled at the sight. He thought she looked like a character out of the cartoons whose legs are already moving at a dead run back and forth in mid-air and leaving a trail of smoke in their wake when they touch down. With her headed one way, Doug pivoted slightly to focus on the main door. Half the slack was out of the trigger. All he needed was a target to step out.
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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Emilia barely breathed when the guy walked past the planter her mom was hiding in. She found herself chanting to herself ‘don’t look down don’t look down don’t look down’ until he had passed the planter completely. When the shot went off, she jumped what felt like three feet in the air. She had to get her eye situated behind the glass again. Her job was to watch and warn. She was supposed to see everything and give them time to fix problems verses being caught by surprise. She saw movement in the shadows of several windows in the main target building.

“Guys, I got lots of movement, no details from the main building!”
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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Three guys burst from the doorway. They had weapons in their hands and were looking puzzled and concerned. Emilia was on top of things.

“Guys, main door, three assholes with rifles headed towards flagpole!”

Doug actually paused a moment before firing. This meant all three made it out the door before he acted. He knew he had to stop them from coming up behind Heidi. His first shot was on the guy in the doorway. Doug’s plan was to clog things up so more didn’t run out into the mess. He hit him low in the body, probably a hip the way he spun and screamed. God he screamed! He could hear it clear as a bell where he was. Hell, he figured Zed and Jesse could hear it! He whipped around to shoot the lead guy closing in on where Heidi went and fired. This guy took two rounds at once, one from Doug and one from Heidi. He went down hard. This left the middle guy in quite a spot. Does he run forward towards the shot that dropped the guy in front of him or, turning around and looking, does he run back to where that guy got it. He spun in the open for at least two seconds. The first second was in indecision, the second was because he was hit with over ten thousand foot pounds of energy when a rapid succession of three 45-70 rounds hit him from two directions. Then everything seemed to pause for a moment. Doug was looking for the next movement when he thought he heard a series of smaller pops coming from the building where Heidi went.
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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The guy screaming intermittently in the doorway was reaching back towards the building as if pleading for someone to pull him in and help him. Doug couldn’t abide the screaming. He pumped a rifle round into center of mass. Like a light switch, the sound stopped instantly. Doug could still hear some pops from the other building. He wasn’t going to distract Heidi by calling to her on the radio, but he sure as hell wanted to know what was going on down there. He especially wanted to know if she needed his help. Until she called or he couldn’t take it anymore, the best thing he figured to do was keep the rest of them bottled up and away from where she was. He pulled several loose rounds from his pocket and topped off the rifle's magazine. He didn’t want to use the ones in the buttcuff. These were for when he was in a hurry.
 
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ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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The man running from Zed slowed as he approached the tree line. He started glancing over his shoulder every couple of seconds. Something he saw or more likely didn’t see, must have reassured him. He slowed to a walk. Then he stopped and bent over at the waist, his hands on his knees as he tried to catch his breath.

Zed used this time to continue closing the distance. He couldn’t come too close, however, otherwise he might be heard. When he saw the bent over posture, the first thought racing through his mind was ‘this is just like a rear three-quarter shot on a pig or deer.’ A shot he had made hundreds of times. The rifle came to his shoulder unbidden, the express sights falling into place perfectly. Breath, squeeze, fire.
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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Jesse was up tight to the side of the building. He had moved next to the steps at the door for several reasons, the chief among them, to be out of the direct field of view as they came out the door. He wanted to be on the open side, not the hinge side. That way, when it opened, he could see in and not be blocked by the door. He squatted low and readied his Galil, waiting. He didn’t have to wait long.

Four more guys were headed his way. The first slammed open the door and charged out, rifle in one had as he looked around, trying to figure out what was going on. Jesse could see past his legs to the other three following close behind him. Deeper in the building, Jesse saw more movement as well. He raised his weapon up just above the top step, angling it upward and began firing. He was pumping rounds into the three guys still coming at the door. He wasn’t sure about trying to chase center of the chest shots, so he aimed at their pelvises. There were plenty of structures to cause bleeding and shock when ripped open. He was hoping for mobility kills most of all. If he could get them stationary out in the open, he could finish them off.

When he dumped the rounds into the guy still approaching the door from the inside, he immediately stumbled. The problem for him was momentum. He stumbled and fell down the four steps to the ground. The two guys behind him all of a sudden were trying to decipher what was going on. Their minds were not helped by waking up earlier than expected, no coffee, and then gunfire outside the cabin. Now there was something happening in the doorway. Billets began lancing through their bodies, causing an intense ripping pain in their groin and lower abdomen areas.

As Jesse’s latest victims were dancing and flopping inside, Jesse pivots and engages the first one who went down the steps. Jesse felt behind the power curve and unloaded at least eight or ten rounds into him. He spun back to the other three, hoping to be fast enough to finish them off before he started catching rounds. He distributed another twenty rounds among the three of them.

The stopwatch in Jesse’s head was screaming ‘you have been still too long’. Jesse took off at a stumbling crouch away from the doorway along the side of the building. As he moved, he swapped in a new magazine, pocketing the mostly empty with the other partial mag. He wasn’t worried about being shot through the wall, it was solid fieldstone. He was more concerned about someone maneuvering onto his position.
 
ComCamGuy

ComCamGuy

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Zed moved up to the body of the man he just killed. Zed saw he achieved a classic quartering shot. He basically dropped where he stood when he was hit. Zed started the next step. He didn’t want to walk all the way back here when they were done inside to do this. Might as well do this now.

Zed pulled out one of his skinning knives, the one with a gut hook. A couple quick pulls with the gut hook and the guy’s clothes were flayed open. Zed tugged them out from under the body. These went into a kitchen trash bag from his pocket. The pockets would be stripped later prior to disposing of them. A few swift moves with his heavy bladed knife finished his errand here. With the bag on one shoulder and the rifle in his hand, he loped back towards the cabin to help Jesse.
 
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