Gunnery

 

"Congo Compton," he fought in Angola, tipped up at the Compound in a huge new 4x4 F One Fiddy. "That's a good looking truck you got there, brother. Did you bring the Gatling?" Yes, he had, and after some strong covfefe we headed out to the range in a two truck convoy. Mission? To celebrate Trafalgar Day with a shoot. And that's exactly what we did.

Congo got right down to it, setting up his beautifully machined Tippman Ordnance Gatling on a sturdy oak tripod. And before you could say Impi we were cranking the handle like fury, unleashing a stream of hot 9 mm lead at a group of foolishly ill-prepared pumpkins. They didn't stand a chance. 

They also failed to defeat a PPS 43 semi, chambered for 7.62×25mm Tokarev, a Mini 14, several .38 Special Snubbies and a Glock 21. Bad luck, pumpkins, you lost this round, But how would Tannerite stand up to the 7.62 NATO of an old Aero Precision AR 10? 

Explosively and then some. What a lot of fun. Mission accomplished, we drove back to the Compound through the bucolic pastures of Hill County Texas, a good time had by all. Moral of the story? Get out in the countryside and shoot.

2A,

LSP

Just Knocking About

 

The first part of the day was all about lawyers guns and money and that was OK. Here in this bucolic sector of the North Central Texas Exclusion Zone (NCTEZ) you can pretty much walk everywhere to do your business. 

And what do you see as you stroll along the leafy boulevards of Old Tejas? All the debris of our increasingly barbarous modern age. Weaves, dime bags, broken toys, and Bud Light cans hurled away in disgust to lie abandoned in the gutter.

This town used to be 20,000 people strong back when cotton was king and now it's around 7,000, a growing majority of which are Hispanic. This will certainly increase and what does it mean? Any number of things, not least: I need to learn Spanish, like no kidding.

Being able to celebrate the Mass in Spanish, albeit not very well, is a good first step but obviously not a final solution. Honing up the "habla" and getting a bilingual deacon from the diocese would take things to a different level, let's get on that.

But looking over the horizon, what's caused us to commit demographic suicide, and we're doing exactly that. Keen-eyed readers will note Rome, with all its grandeur, had a similar problem. They stopped having children and imported barbarians to fill the gap.

Here that means Catholics, who are by no means friends of the Rainbow. In Europe, at least the UK, it mostly means Mohammedans, and they hate the Rainbow too. How this works out is anyone's guess but I'll wager the monkey on conflict, and thank God we're dealing with a Catholic instead of Moslem replacement. 

Tempted to bang on but won't, you'll note this little town has machine shops. America's known for that, and riflemen, kudos.

Hold The Line,

LSP