Chapter 05
PFC Dean Hollis stood over the creature that had replaced him on the floor, one hand over the bullet hole on his chest. He hadn't aimed there, but in the melee that followed when he feigned a roll to his left, going right and grabbing his M9 from under the table... there wasn't much he could do. He glanced out of his eye as the farmers, which was pretty clear that was their job, stood huddled together on the other side of the room.
Pointing his pistol in their direction, he bent down and picked up the rifle looking object up off the ground. With a final glance at the two standing, he turned and fled towards the front door, ignoring the red one's pleas for help as he went to assist the injured one. He spied a town in the distance and a rather threatening looking forest to his right. To his left was a slightly more welcoming forest, so he made for that.
One satisfied he was deep enough in, he took a moment to examine the weapon, noting its similarities to the one's he had trained with. Pulling it up to his shoulder, he smiled when he looked down the scope and the forest around him changed. He could actually see the animals in the forest in a red glow. He tracked one as it got closer, lowering the weapon to see a deer emerging from behind a tree.
Thermal through solid objects? Picking up a small stone, he wedged it onto a fallen log, moving over to the other side of the clearing. Looking at the side of the weapon showed three markings with a catch. The first was a circle with a diagonal line through it, the safety catch. The next two were the rate of fire selectors. Under them was a little button, currently glowing a faint green. Pressing it turned it red, and then back again. He left it set to red.
Tucking the rifle into his shoulder, Hollis thumbed the safety catch off, taking aim at the rock and squeezing the trigger. The flash of light almost blinded him, and once he had his vision back... the log, let alone the rock, was obliterated. He spent the next thirty minutes examining the weapon more thoroughly, and he was just about to test it again when a little girl's voice caught up to him. “Are you sure this is where it came from? We're getting awfully close to Diamond Dog territory.”
“Yes, I'm sure. There's no way those dog brains would be around after a spell gun had gone off! Now quit stalling Sweetie Belle, we're almost there!” The name registered in his brain as a little weird, but before he could move, two of the creatures entered the clearing so he pointed the rifle at them. He didn't pull the trigger once they were clear of the bushes.
Like the farmers, they were covered in fur and had tails sticking out of their backs. One was wearing sneakers, shorts and a tank top, and had a set of wings sticking out of it's back. It's fur was a shade of orange, it's hair a purple colour. The other one was wearing a pink summer dress with sandals. It's white fur showed easily against the foliage, it's pink and purple hair styled into curls. And then he noted the horn on it's head. Judging by what the red and beige ones back at the farm looked like, he surmised that these two were female. The trio stared at each other until a new voice broke through, the accent making Hollis' eyes widen.
“Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo! Where y'all at? Ah can't find ya!”
“Stay back Applebloommppph!!” Quick as a wink he had closed the distance, covering the creature's mouth and pointing the rifle one handed at the other. It didn't stop the bushes rustling once more as a third one came in, wearing kid's cowboy boots, denim coveralls and a chequered orange shirt covering her yellow fur, a pink bow adorning her red hair. She looked around and her eyes settle on the scene, before she turned and ran screaming towards the town.
A flash of light overhead and an explosion of the tree in front of her knocked her to the floor. Standing, she turned back to see Hollis pointing his gun in the general direction of the other two. Under normal circumstances, he would never, ever do this... but these were most certainly not normal circumstances, and he'd need to do anything to survive in the unknown, and quite possibly hostile, terrain. I feel like a damn terrorist, doing something like this.
Waving his hand for direction, he brought the run away back. He then pointed in the other direction, and gave her a little shove when she didn't move. Reluctantly they started to trudge on, and ten minutes later they emerged on what surmounted to an old quarry. It was here that they stopped all movement, refusing to go any further. Hollis soon found out why as four big creatures burst from the ground, looking to his prisoners with glee.
They jumped forward and grabbed them, turning to head to a massive cave opening. Oh hell no! They are my collateral! Raising the spell gun, which he had set to the 'green' mode, he shot the empty armed creature staring at him. It dropped to the floor from the impact, but it wasn't dead. Shifting his aim, he fired at the three others. The young girls were dropped to the floor, and sprinted back over to Hollis, using him as a shield and shaking lightly.
Turning his attention back to the other creatures, he saw that they were climbing back to their feet, growling loudly. Clearly these were the Diamond Dogs that the girls were worried about. Setting the gun to red, he aimed at the closest one and squeezed, ignoring the flash and watching as the beam of light cut a hole right through it's chest, the rocks on the other side of the canyon behind him exploding.
The other three paused for a moment before continuing their approach, albeit much slower. Hollis didn't even think twice as he took down two more. The last one looked up as he shifted his aim, but turned and fled. Hollis went to guide the girls away, but the ground started to rumble. Looking over to the cave, they saw a mass of dogs running towards them.
The three girls had already turned and ran to the nearest tree, attempting to climb it, but failing in their haste. Sprinting over, Hollis picked up the orange one and threw her onto the lowest branch. The other two waited as he did the same to them, and managed to climb up himself just as the dogs got to the bottom of the tree. They climbed up a few more levels to ensure they were out of range of their spears.. but then it became the waiting game.
After two hours of waiting, Hollis racked his brain, trying to work out why they hadn't just cut the tree down by now, but then he noted their weaponry. It was just spears, with stone heads, not metal. It would take them awhile to do so. Getting bored, he picked up the rifle and sat on the edge of the thick branch where he currently was.
Setting the selector for what he believed to be auto, he didn't even bother aiming as he fired, sending beams of light through the crowd. He lost count of how many shots he took, but eventually it stopped firing, a panel opening on the upper right side, and a glowing red cylinder flying out. It landed on one of the dogs under them, causing it to scream as it burnt through it's clothes and set them on fire.
Not bothering to watch it run off for water, he closed the panel, squeezing the trigger once more. Nothing happened. He set it to safe and then to fire, from red to green and all sorts, but it wouldn't fire. “You ain't from around here, are ya?” Hollis turned his head to look at the bow-topped girl.
“Not really, no.”
“Well then, that ain't gonna work again. Ya need another magic core to get it workin' again.”
“Magic core? What the hell is that?”
“A special gem that's infused with magic, and used to power multiple things, including that spell gun. It needs another one.”
“So they act like magazines?” The dogs below had stopped running, now standing and looking at them whilst laughing. Hollis pulled his M9 out and shot the nearest one between the eyes. “At least I still have this.” He pointed his pistol at another dog, but they moved away, not liking the weapon that fired something they couldn't see.
He noted that as he swept across them, they each flinched. Climbing down to the ground, they kept their distance. He waved the girls down, and they slowly backed to the nearest canyon wall, Hollis stopping to collect a pile of rope from a dead body. The dogs kept their distance still, not coming too close. The stopped their pursuit as their quarry made it to the tree line.
The three girls turned to run, but he jumped in front of them. The stopped short as he pointed his smaller weapon at them. Guiding them along the nearby rocky walls that turned to cliff faces, they found a cave to enter. Hollis pulled out a flash light from his pocket, sending the girls in before him. Once satisfied it was empty, he grabbed the rope and cut three lengths, binding the girl's hands behind their backs. He then sat them down on the floor and bound their ankles in one big tangle of limbs ensuring they had no escape, moving away and placing himself between them and the cave entrance, then clicked his flash light off.
The ponies in Ponyville's town square quickly moved to the sides of the streets as Princess Luna strode down the street, twenty heavily armoured Lunar Guards following... along with a strange looking creature. The whole group came to a halt moments later though. “STOP... WHATEVER YOU ARE!!! YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!!!!”
The glare that Luna gave the approaching local guard made him think twice, before she walked right up to his face. “Report.”
“Uh... nothing has happened in the past few hours, no new sightings, until now. May I ask, what's with the large contingent, your majesty?”
“The guard I sent down is capable of holding his own against six squads of griffons. He has never reported in later than three hours after heading to Ponyville. He left eight hours ago. We are heading to Sweet Apple Acres.” With that, she turned and walked off, the others following. It only took them half an hour, and the guards waited outside as Luna and Gray went in.
The human suddenly felt himself short of breath as a crimson juggernaut wrapped his hands around his throat, lifting him from the ground and squeezing tightly. “'ow dare ya show ya bucking face around here again!! Ah'll kill yer for what yer did, but not before Ah find out what you did with mah sister!” Gray tapped feebly against the muscular arm to little effect as his vision started to fade. It wasn't until a green fist smacked the red face he was finally let go, slumping to the floor in a coughing fit, looking up to see his saviour.
“Big Mac, Ah am ashamed o' you! This ain't even the same fella! Now you git outta here before Ah smack you again!” Thoroughly cowed, the massive stallion slunk off, slamming the door behind him. “That colt's going get in a lotta trouble with that temper o' his. Here, let's get you up youngin'.” Surprised by the strength in the elderly mare's body, he gave a relieved sigh as he was now safe. He then noted Luna was not with him, and the mare next to him pointed towards the kitchen.
Upon entering he found her sitting on the kitchen floor with Alec's head in her lap, running a hand through his mane as he lay there unconscious, a bandage placed over his chest. Luna then spoke, not looking up once. “What... what happened?”
“Somepony like this fella showed up and kept me and Mac in t' house. Alec came by and managed to get him on the ground. Ah ain't sure what happened next, 'e managed to get 'is gun. Alec tried to fight 'im, but that fella was trained different. 'e then took off running towards Whitetail.”
“Why is he unconscious?”
“Our pain medication weren't enough for him, so Mac had t' smack him under. Tenacious bastards took five punches to the jaw before he didn't open 'is eyes again!”
“That sounds like him. Granny Smith, I have a favour to ask. Can you look after Alec whilst we go and... 'look' for the other human?”
“A human... that's what you fellas are called, huh? Yeah sure, I'll watch him for yer. I'll even give him a whack fer comin' on 'is own, no matter how good 'e thinks 'e is!” With the utmost care, Gray helped Luna carry him into the front room, lying him down on the couch. They left the house and prepared to move when a flash made the guards raise their guns. They lowered them slightly once they recognised the pony. Only it wasn't a pony.
Gray stared slack jawed at the new creature, it's body the same shape but it seemed to be covered with some kind of chitin, it's legs having holes through them, and reptilian eyes. She gave Gray a curious look over as she approached Luna. “So... what did you call me all the way out her for? You may have bested me, but it doesn't mean you can dictate what I do!”
“Oh I know that, this is for our mutual benefit. Then you can go back to your whorehouse. What, no retorts?”
“Let's just get this over with.”
“Fine. Chrysalis, this is Gray. Gray, Chrysalis. Now that's done, can you transform to look like him?”
“I will need some DNA to get it to work properly.” Gray then spent more attention on the conversation.
“DNA... what do you need that for?” The strange mare didn't answer, instead forcing him into a kiss, forcefully slipping her snake like tongue into his mouth. After a minute of muffled protest, she pulled away with a smile.
“For this, silly.” Her body began to glow, the chitin slowly changing colour. It the became softer and smaller, turning into skin. Gray found himself staring at a naked human female. With a flash from her eyes clothing appeared on her, making her seem like any random person you could meet on the streets.
“Couldn't you have used a hair or something?”
“Yeah, but this was more fun.” Gray glared at her whilst Luna briefed everypony present on her plan.
Their tears had ran dry a couple of hours ago, not knowing whether they were alone or not in the darkness. Now all that could be heard was the sound of struggling, the three fillies trying to get free of their bindings. They couldn't even call for help, their throats hoarse and dry from already shouting. They had even tried to roll out in a bundle, but they just ended up further in the cave, where it was nearly pitch black.
The sudden light shone on their faces made them shut their eyes. Being the closest, Applebloom felt somepony sit her up, and felt something pressed against her lips. She jolted back as she opened her eyes, looking up fearfully. “It's just water, I promise.” The sloshing of water in the canteen was too tempting pass up, so she pressed forward and drunk as much as possible.
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were next, and then they were plunged into darkness once more. They struggled again, but still to no avail. Sweetie Belle turned around as best she could to what she thought was the cave's entrance. “Why are you doing this?”
“Insurance. As long as I have you and no one knows where you are, I'm safe.”
“How long are you going to keep us here?”
“As long as it takes.” That was it, the damn walls broke once more, the three fillies bursting out in tears. If it affected him, he didn't show it, but it really tore him up inside. He couldn't let them go, not until the uproar from what he did died down. After around twenty minutes, his ears perked, hearing a noise from outside. “Shh, I hear something.”
“Hello? Anyone there?”
“We're lost, we don't know how we got here or where we are. Can somebody please help us?”
He got up and they heard him walk away, then silence once more. Five minutes later they heard a boot hitting the cold stone floor, but this one had come from behind them. Three red dots appeared from the darkness, and they closed their eyes, waiting for the strike.
It never came, their bonds being cut instead. Opening their eyes revealed two more sets of dots, before a glowing object appeared, getting slowly brighter. Once at a sufficient level, they made out the uniform of three Lunar Guard pegasi, who removed their night vision goggles. Contrary to popular belief, their eyes were just the same as any other pony's, and the dark affect them just a much. The three fillies, now that they were free, jumped around the neck of the pony closest to them.
The pegasi slipped their goggles back on and began to walk out, turning them off as it got brighter. They slipped to a pre planned position and watch as Gray and Chrysalis walked around a clearing, then stopped and looked to their side. Another human male appeared, carrying a customised spell gun. He looked around at first and the moved clear of the trees.
And that's when their counterparts struck, surrounding the human with their guns drawn. The unknown human took in the situation and gripped his rifle tighter... then dropped it. Luna walked out from behind him, staring into his eyes. The guards had to stifle their laughter as she punched him in the face.
Ten pegasi surrounded him and carted him off to the local cells. The three guards that had the fillies made their way down, stopping in front of the princess. Luna immediately bent down and hugged them all, making sure they were all right. They backed away as Gray came over, but he stopped when he saw their discomfort. “Girls, it's okay, he won't hurt you.”
Leaning around her side, they watched as he approached the guards that had picked the weapons up... or were going to. Having never seen a human weapon, they were a little reluctant to pick it up. Gray didn't have a problem, and a couple of guards gripped their rifles tighter as he did so. He ejected the magazine and pulled the slide back, a single round dropping out. He then pointed it at the ground and pulled the trigger, a click going off and he clicked the safety on afterwards.
To the group's surprise, he passed it to one of the guards, hand grip first. “There, it's safe now. It won't go off.” The guard took the pistol and shoved it into his sack, then approaching Luna and passing her the spell rifle. She looked over it intently before gasping.
“This is Alec's!” The fillies perked up then, excitement in their faces. Luna turned towards the tug on her trouser leg, finding Scootaloo looking up at her.
“Alec? Is he here?”
“Yes, he's over at Sweet Apple...” That was enough, they tore off in the direction of the farm, and with a sigh the three pegasi guards took off after them. “...Acres. Hmmph. Chrysalis, you can go. Thank you for your help.”
“You're welcome... maybe you could send that stallion of yours by some time...” Luna didn't have a chance to respond as she transformed into a small bird and flew away.
“We should go too, Alec's not out of danger yet.”
“What do you mean?”
“The bullet could still be inside, we need to get it out.” Luna's eyes went wide, and she took the same option as her guards, flying towards the farm. Gray started to walk back, but gave a surprised shout as he felt arms wrap around his chest, one of the pegasi taking off with him to speed things along.
“It's good job your armour is enchanted up to Tartarus, or this could've been much worse. As it is, this... thing went in only a few centimetres.” The mare dropped the metal object into a tray set out on the couch next to Alec. “Any deeper and it could've punctured a lung.”
“Yeah, yeah. Can I go now, Redheart?” Pulling the bandage tight and making him wince, the nurse glared at the pegasus, and then stepped away.
“Yes, you can go. But you are not to go tracking that thing, especially as it got your gun!” Alec jumped up from the chair, running into the kitchen to check.
“Dammit, how am I supposed to sort this mess out now?” Before anypony could reply to him, the door slammed open and a multicolour blur smacked him to the floor, revealing a giggling pile of fillies, none of which noticed the pained expression on his face. “Ow.” Luna had caught up, and was standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
“Girls, please leave him be, he is injured.” They backed away and said sorry as Alec got to his feet, a pained smile on his face. They were further disappointed as she continued to speak. “A visit will have to wait, for now we need to return to Canterlot.”
Whoops, forgot to add these three when I published the chapter!!!
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Men i would have love to see Gray punch Chrysalis right in her face for what she did.
"Yeah, but this is more fun" Punch in the face, she back up and glare at him
"So do this…not we are even"
"Oh you blush?"
"No, I only don't want your decease on my mount"
"How dare…" Luna interrupt "Enough, we need to focus, and Gray had 1 allow, not lets move"
Anyway what the hell was that for? Gray could easily do whatever he wanted to do alone, Chrysalis was just more than unnecessary, and I hope that benefit Luna talk doesn't mean leaving that person into her claws because that is just cruel, he was just scare
Great chapter!
*ahem*
NO YOU DON'T YOU WOULD DO AS MUCH DAMAGE REMOVING THE BULLET AS IT DID WHEN IT ENTERED FIRST. ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS STOP THE BLEEDING AND STABILIZE THE PATIENT.
Eh, terrorists tend to have agendas, motivations; this guy's just stuck, scared. His only agenda, so to speak, is survival.
No. No no no no no. The heat of the round going off is enough to half-melt the lead/copper if it's jacketed. It's also enough to sterilize the slug, but there's the problem of a jagged piece of sterile metal now lodged in the thoracic cavity. So, while it isn't made of radioactive poison like most movies would have you believe, it can cut and tear nerves, blood vessels, tendons, and the like on its way out if you decide to remove it.
3138718
Finally someone that does some research.
I want to hug you.
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3138702 kidnapping, taking hostages, attempted murder, theft. Even when we cosider it as commited in affect, this would range from 20 years jail time to death sentence depending on the country (approximation, I didn't check laws). So being handed to Chrysalis feels appropriate to me.
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But he was scare, in an place he never see before and has no idea what is happening, for all we know he could think this was one illusion set, from one of his enemies and the moment he let his guard down they will used it to take information and then kill him.
He deserve to know what is happening, and the injury was an accident, if Alex didn't act so rash they could have sort this up in a more pacific way, Alec has part of the fault that this escalate so much.
He must be terrify and thinking they are going to kill him or eat him or rape him or who knows what, and that is comprehensive, he need to be educated and they need to tell him what is going on and that there is nothing to fear, then discuss his punishment. Not leave him to rapers. Its like a kid that get into his first fight in the park, he need to be punish yeah, but also educated and teach that fight is bad, not just leave him on the middle of the street with pedophiles. That is something only monsters will do.
3138702 World full of strange creatures. More humans=false sense of security and safety. Only one human to help, so need to make another one somehow. Ergo... Chrysalis.
3138712>>3138718 I'm actually glad someone spotted that. It wasn't until I spoke to a medic awhile ago that I believed the same thing. That was entirely my point, just because you have job either in or around the military, doesn't mean you know everything about guns and bullets.
So well done to you two.
3138786 Remember Alec knows what humans are capable of, and he saw one pointing a gun at his friends. He could've easily killed him, but chose not to.
3138808
Yeah but also he could have talk to him like a hostage situation, I though the army will had teach him that. That racism, cause a lot of problems and something tells me that Gray will point that to him eventually
3138804 Dude... that's pretty common knowledge in my area. The number of times people get shot cleaning guns around here, someone, at some point in time, figured this out, and told everyone else.
Oh, and seeing the spellgun in action reminded me of a lasgun.
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They fire concussive bolts of light, hence las(er)gun.
3138786 He made no attempt to gain any information while he had the chance. If I recall correctly, he was sitting in Sweet Apple Acres with his gun pointed at two locals who proved to be speaking understandable language and he didn't ask single question.
The action Alec took would be concidered mild as Lucky424 pointed out. If given a chance any police forces would eliminate the culprit in such a situation. It was also the human who started the scirmish ending with Alec's injury.
Deportation is also a part of punishment for forigners. Since they can't get him into his native land, they would use neutral theritory which means Everfree.
3138833 Shot cleaning guns... you mean they didn't clear them first? That's the whole point of NSP's (Normal Safety Procedures.), so that doesn't happen! I believe those people deserve Darwin awards.
Bitches can't make me talk!!! I've been trained to resist interigation techniques bitches, only thing you're getting from me is my Rank and service number. I wont talk especially to freaks like you!!
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3138815Bitch I ain't ARMY Im USMC MARSOC
3138863 No, he's on about Alec here, instead of just shooting him, he could've trued talking to him, which is a fair point.
3138840
I like that idea, send him to the everfree, give him enough resources for his survived and enchant him so he can get out of there, and be track all the time. He can stay there and Gray can talk to him and try to see what happen, and how he end up in Equestria.
Ah and of course because of risk of hostage (probably by Alec) He can have interaction with inhabitants that included griffons, minotaur, and of course changelings without authorization from the princess and with 3 or 4 escort, he may break the law but its dangerous to let him talk with anyone, and it will be cruel let him become Chrysalis food, so she can't try anything unless she got he said its ok.
Besides, maybe Zecora can help him with his rehabilitation. She can put him in his place and once he decided to think rationally can start to ask questions.
Yeah that sounds like a good and fair punishment
3138863
I don't know what anything of that mean
3138844 Yes, cleaning guns, along with hunting, drug dealing, domestic disputes, that one wedding two weeks ago, celebratory gunfire, drunk shenanigans, sober shenanigans, desire to impress women, desire to impress men, allowing children access to rifles, shotguns, or handguns, attempting to break into the wrong houses, walking onto the wrong property, sleeping with the wrong woman, sleeping with the wrong man, pissing off the wrong person, and drawing on police. Among other things.
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A bullet that's lodged inside the body can still do a lot of damage if not removed ASAP, so his concern about getting that bullet out is valid. A wound that has a bullet inside is almost worse than a one that's through and through (only if the through shot is a flesh wound [doesn't hit an major veins, arteries, bones or organs]).
SOP for any first aid, or buddy aid, is to treat the bullet like a stabbing wound, in which the knife is still in the body. Leave the piece of metal in until you have the supplies, and training, to remove it and seal the wound immediately after or leaving the piece in prevents the casualty from being moved. Leaving it in does provide a benefit of blocking blood from leaving the body (therefore helping the blood to clot), but if the body moves in a way that causes the bullet to move, it does more bad then good. It also depends on where the bullet hits, how badly it fragments, and what damage it does.
Before you say anything, I'm a trained US Army infantryman, and a buddy of mine (since before we enlisted) is an Army combat medic. Gunshot wounds are pretty much our bread and butter when it comes to battlefield injuries.
3138899 That's why the weapons are barely accessable in my country. You need to go through training and psychotests and even then you are very limited in what weapon you can aquire.
3138887 My point was more of the fact that sending him to Everfree (following the procedures of criminal law) would mean his death. The beasts living there would kill him till the end of the day.
Your idea of providing him with means to live and putting him under surveillance would be very mercifull way how to deal with him bordering with amnesty (however it could be plausible for ponies...)
3138931 Bear in mind, the culprits in all these incidents are part of the roughly one percent of gun owners who miss-use them. Personally, I only trust a firearm if I'm the one who maintains it, which includes unloading and disassembling before cleaning.
3138804
Last time I spoke to a surgeon I was told they never focused on the bullet and only removed it if they stumbled upon it while trying to reduce the damage.
3138926
Just FYI, when a bullet exits a body it tears off a good chunk of flesh. I doubt that a wound cavity plus a big, gaping hole open to infection is preferable to just a cavity wound. Plus as 3138718 said, bullets are sterilized from the intense heat generated from the powder burning and the friction with the barrel of the gun.
3138986
Note the "almost" in the statement. Depending on the type of bullet and the exit wound, a GSW can be worse with the bullet inside. A 9mm that over-penetrates a target leaves a finger-sized entry and exit wound. That's a relatively minor wound, if it was a flesh wound. A .45 that doesn't over-penetrate, but is a through shot, will be worse than if it hadn't. There's also the funny thing about the .22 cal. It has enough energy to penetrate the body, but never enough to exit, so the bullet will bounce around inside the body, instead of leaving it. This means that the bullet staying inside the body is significantly worse than if it had left the body.
Example of a wound were the bullet in him was worse than if it went through him: There was a guy that got shot in the leg, as we were medivacing him, the wound suddenly started pouring out blood (so much that within a few seconds, the bandage was completely soaked in his blood). Turned out that the bullet had moved while we were transporting him, and cut open an artery. A tourniquet had to be used on an injury that originally didn't need one. At that time, no one cared about the chance of infection, as the soldier wouldn't have survived long enough for infection to set in.
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They will not send him to his death, they are not monsters, of course they will give means to survive and will surveillance him, in case he survive and try something even bigger that just kidnaping, I hope the authors do something like that with him, I think is the correct thing to do
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Fair enough, I guess. I was mostly thinking about high-velocity rifle bullets though.
By the way you're not forced to downvote comments you don't agree with/that are wrong. If such is the case, just present your arguments and prove the other person how you disagree/they're wrong.
I find such a practice inappropriate in a perfectly civilized discussion. It's like you're trying to provoke a reaction.
Just out of curiosity, have you ever come across 10mm auto GSW's?
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That leg wound I mention was from a 5.56mm NATO round. A bullet, if lodged in the human body, can still do significant damage. A rifle round is just less likely to get stuck. I just used the 9mm/.45 ACP example as they are extremely well known calibers.
Wasn't my downvote. I only downvote things I don't agree with if they fall into the "insane comments" category, ex: The Holocaust never happened.
Never ran into 10mm rounds, sending or receiving. I've work with .30-06, .338, 5.56mm, 7.62mm, 9mm, .45 ACP and .40 S&W (all sending). Never been in combat however, was medically discharged before I could be. The leg wound was a training accident.
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I see. I have read somewhere that 5.56 FMJ bullets are made to fragment upon penetration into soft tissue. Nasty little things indeed.
Also 338 LM? These wounds must be awfully severe, no?
3138844
You wouldn't believe the stories I've heard. Even I haven't even touched a gun IRL (dumb French laws) and I know (the theory of) the basic precautions you're supposed to keep around such tools.
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I don't think I worked with any hollow-point 5.56mm ammo. I do know that I worked with standard ammo, which is designed as an AP (armor piercing) round. Which really sucks against OPFOR that only sometimes wear civie shirts as armor...Over-penetration problems. I have some war-stories from friends who had some "interesting" stories about their bullets going straight through the bad guys, and not even knocking them down to the ground (including headshots that were straight up ignored by the OPFOR that was wounded).
Only worked with civilian .338 (my dad's hunting rifle is that cal.) mag. MILSPEC rounds are slightly different (more/better powder, finer tolerances, etc.). However, yes. You get hit by a .338, you're a
is going to be eating dirt, if you're not just straight up missing a limb.
Also:
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PS. Gun Safety Rules that everyone can agree with:
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I'm well aware that hollow point ammo is forbidden in military use, Geneva convention and all that jazz. That was approved after the Russian 5.45x39mm JHP round proved capable of cutting off limbs
I was also talking about the 5.56 ammo in which the rear of the bullet is heavier than the tip, causing it to tumble inside living tissue and fragment. I guess such ammo is forbidden too, considering what you told me.
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3139580 Those rules are great.
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Some hollow-points are allowed, but not many. I think the only ones allowed are small caliber (9mm and smaller), but that may be for Law Enforcement use only.
As for the tumbling, all bullets tumble after a certain distance. Why, I don't know, but no matter what type of bullet it is, they all eventually tumble (which causes drag/friction and slows it down, and decreases accuracy).
IMAO has some great ones. It's a very politically conservative site, but they make jokes mostly rather than real political commentary. Read their essay they wrote about "Nuking the Moon for World Peace". It's so hilarious some of the points they make, but if you think about it, they could work (which actually is kind of scary
).
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My favorite IMAO shirt (there's even one for the US, but not as funny as this):
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I think they tumble because of the transition from supersonic to subsonic flight. It creates disturbances in the air (maybe something to do with a Mach cone???) and destabilizes the bullet.
3139580>>3139451 We changed from 7.62, which took one person out of the fight(dead) to 5.56 so we could take at least two out of the fight (one injured, one or possible two to get them off the battlefield).
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There is some serious debate about that, as it only works if your enemy actually cares for their personnel who are injured. A buddy of mine was in a firefight, and they outright ignored their wounded, in favor of trying to kill Americans. Then again, the terrorists are so hopped up on drugs that they could have a large chunk of their brain missing, with the rest hanging out of their heads, and they'll still continue to fight until their body doesn't physically have the ability to fight (the finger no long has the ability to actually pull the trigger).
Not to mention that 5.56mm is a lot like the 9mm round which has a tendency to over-penetrate and cause fairly little damage to the target. In comparison, the 7.62mm will either kill, incapacitate the wounded combatant or at least knock him down so that he has to pick himself up. The real comparison, much like the .45 ACP vs 9mm debate, is all about which is better, more rounds with better accuracy or less round but high stopping power and good accuracy.
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Possibly. I don't know enough about ballistics to know. I'm just the trigger-squeezer, not the gunsmith
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Well I had read an article about sniper caliber ammunition where it was stated that it was tricky to keep a bullet stable at transsonic velocities and that solid metal projectiles were better at those than jacketed ones.
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It's true that sniper rounds are made slightly different than standard FMJ rounds. They are also made to significantly higher standards than regular MILSPEC rounds.
Good chapter.
Dat's kinda hot (Chrysalis part)
3140196 Oh she's not done yet. I still have plans for her.
3140238 HAHAHAHA! YESH!
chapter woo hoo
hmmm it's been awhile since reading this, you're definately getting better at writing that's for sure
Don't you think that those weapons are a bit overpowered?
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It wasn't just skill, although that played a big part.
Well... sorry to break this to you but... You are a terrorist!
Hey its me again, and this bugged me,
"I feel like a damn terrorist, doing something this."
change it to
"I feel like a damn terrorist, doing something [like] this."
okay?