Re accuracy at the range ....
Younger and slimmer LTDT a member of the University Regiment, avid watcher of Bodie & Doyle, first trip down the Sneaker Range. (In case it's called something else in other jurisdictions, a Sneaker Range is a track through a lightly-wooded range with 'DART' targets that pop up, kind of a pop-up Fig.11, chest-mounted control device carried by the range operator).
Instructed to double tap each engagement. Blood pumping, excitement level up, "can't believe I'm getting paid [not much] to do this!!!!"
"Load, Action, Instant, targets to your front, watch and shoot"
pop up BANG BANG missed
pop up BANG BANG missed
pop up BANG BANG missed
[started to get embarrassed]
pop up BANG BANG HIT!
[oooo - choice!]
pop up .... target not seen
pop up BANG BANG missed
pop up BANG BANG missed
pop up BANG .... slide to the rear, awkward silence [carry out the IA, get the weapon system working again "Oh fcuk where'd the target go?"
It was at this stage that I realised that the strange chortling sound I had heard wasn't anything ominous, it was the safety supervisor laughing out loud at my ineptitude.
Oh well. Rifle instead. Or better still, All Arms Call For Fire, or a CAS request. Bugger this pistol stuff!
