Quantico Marine Training Base, Monday Morning

[l1ttle_billy]

Beah Head was waiting for John Connor, curious about the new recruit that Billy, and through him, Duke, was sending.

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[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Well, let's see how bad I am," John said, taking sight at the longest range; he loaded the pistol, racked the slide, aimed, and fired off three round bursts.

They all hit the target, at rifle range, but all over the map. "I'm a bit better on a closer target," he said, shrugging.


[How much distance are we talking here? 30 yards? 50? 100?]

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

[Dude I don't know ranges :)]

"Then bring it in."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John smiled, and brought it in to the 50 yard mark. Fresh magazine, cocked, aimed.

Not quite all bullseyes, but in that center mass portion. "That's better." He grinned. "You don't do bowling pin shoots, do you?"


[ahahaha okay, time to wing it!]

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

bowling pin shots?

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

[5 pins on a card table, timed to knock all pins off the table. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q4UVCQFI4W0&feature=related ]

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

"No we don't. Now let's see you on the rifle."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"All right." He emptied the .45s and put them on the table. He readied the rifle, sent the target out for 75 yards, and shot off half a dozen rounds.

Tighter grouping than the .45, touching the bullseye but not in the center.

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

Could be better, Beach Head thought, but he wasn't bad.

"You know how to use anything heavier?"

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Lemme switch here," he said, grabbing the shotgun and changing out the barrel. In a few minutes, he had a rifled-barrel shotgun firing slugs, not shot.

He sent the target out to 75 yards again, and shot off three rounds. He took his time a bit more, but the grouping was about the same as the rifle.

"Anything bigger, you'd have to provide," he said. "I'm not a sniper, but I've done it before."

He wouldn't say no to some range time with a .50 cal sniper rifle.

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

There was indeed a sniper rifle available, as well as an AK-47, M-16, and a few more advanced model automatic rifles.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

Ooooh. John's grin could light up Denver as he made his way over to the sniper rifle.

He set the target out, aimed, and fired. "Okay, to the left." Aimed, and fired. "Droppage." Aimed, and fired. "Bingo." Bullseye.

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

"Now see if you can do that again. Then we'll move to moving targets."

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

Now that John had it dialed in, it was easier. The next three were bullseyes. "Moving targets are the fun part."

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

Beach Head hit a control and the targets began to move around the range, faster and faster as John went on.

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John just grinned. The shots with the sniper rifle were all in the center mass but not quite bullseyes, but they were getting better the more John shot, taking the movement into account.

This would be fun with pistols, too, but in a minute.

[goodmom-baddad.livejournal.com]

fade there?

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

sure! Unless you want 80 more posts that would be summed up as "And John blew more shit up". :)