Post by Austin on Mar 30, 2008 9:34:17 GMT -5
OOC: This thread is open for anyone this is a NON-Combat zone here for Allied. Any one else can join in on what they did this day.
Winters raised up his Thompson and slowly squeezed the hard metal trigger 4-5 rounds zipped down range striking towards the center of the target. He had been needing some target practice seeing how he couldn't hit the broad side of barn he figured he ought to have some good target practice. Winters adjusted his sites down and too the left. He had hit 2-3 inches high and 4 inches too the right of his target. Then he steadily squeezed off another 5-6 round burst and sent 5-6 45. Cal rounds flying down range. This time 99.9% of his bullets hit where he wanted them too. Next he decided try some practice with his Colt 1911 he pulled it out of his nice leather holster and slammed a clip into it. Grabbing the cold metallic slide he thingyed one round into the chamber. Slowly he raised up the 45. Cal. Automatic Pistol. Winters fired one shot, the empty shell went hurtling through the crisp air and sizzled on the cold ground. Then he fired another round. Both the rounds had gone through almost exactly were he wanted and this was real good for a Pistol. Winters shot a few more clips through his pistol then decided too call it a day. He began the walk back too the officer barracks but didn't get very far and a Sgt. Pulled up in a jeep and saluted him. The Sgt. said, " Sir would you like a ride back to the officers barracks?" Winters of course would not refuse the offer and hoped in. The Sgt. was a very talkative man who never shut up Winters wanted to bash him upside the head, but he dealt with it because he only had maybe 5 more minutes left in his "Joy" ride. Winters stepped out of the vehicle and thanked the Sgt. and walked into the Officers barracks. He took off his field jacket then his web belt and his boots. He hung up his pants jacket and etc. Then leaned his rifle against his bed. He jumped in bead and was soon asleep.
Winters raised up his Thompson and slowly squeezed the hard metal trigger 4-5 rounds zipped down range striking towards the center of the target. He had been needing some target practice seeing how he couldn't hit the broad side of barn he figured he ought to have some good target practice. Winters adjusted his sites down and too the left. He had hit 2-3 inches high and 4 inches too the right of his target. Then he steadily squeezed off another 5-6 round burst and sent 5-6 45. Cal rounds flying down range. This time 99.9% of his bullets hit where he wanted them too. Next he decided try some practice with his Colt 1911 he pulled it out of his nice leather holster and slammed a clip into it. Grabbing the cold metallic slide he thingyed one round into the chamber. Slowly he raised up the 45. Cal. Automatic Pistol. Winters fired one shot, the empty shell went hurtling through the crisp air and sizzled on the cold ground. Then he fired another round. Both the rounds had gone through almost exactly were he wanted and this was real good for a Pistol. Winters shot a few more clips through his pistol then decided too call it a day. He began the walk back too the officer barracks but didn't get very far and a Sgt. Pulled up in a jeep and saluted him. The Sgt. said, " Sir would you like a ride back to the officers barracks?" Winters of course would not refuse the offer and hoped in. The Sgt. was a very talkative man who never shut up Winters wanted to bash him upside the head, but he dealt with it because he only had maybe 5 more minutes left in his "Joy" ride. Winters stepped out of the vehicle and thanked the Sgt. and walked into the Officers barracks. He took off his field jacket then his web belt and his boots. He hung up his pants jacket and etc. Then leaned his rifle against his bed. He jumped in bead and was soon asleep.