“People don’t need to be afraid of a citizen’s militia,” said LL as he idly swung a razor sharp tomahawk at the head of a passing snake, “No, not unless they’re a pajama boy, living in their parent’s Upper West Side apartment, wearing a onesie and whining about microaggression.”
|Deadly Assault Carbine and a Truck|
“And most people aren’t like that,” I replied, in between fusillades of 5.56 at an unsuspecting piece of steel some 100 yards away, “Especially in Texas.” LL agreed, “Not in Texas.” Small cal semi training over, we moved on to the next evolution. Riot control.
|Get That Riot Under Control!|
The riot control component of the day’s course was simple. Two shooters take a Glock 21 each and suppress a riot from close range, 25-30 yards, the riot being an old metal kettle and accurate speed shooting being the method. 13 rounds, fast, on the riot kettle.
|A Typical Wheel Gun|
Go! Off went the Glocks and down went the kettle mutiny in a blaze of .45 ACP. OK, the .45 isn’t the mighty .460 Magnum, which can take out a grizzly bear, and it’s not the awesome .357 Magnum, which has the raw power to shoot through an engine block. But still, it gets the job done and done well.
A good day was had by all, and rumors of celebratory ribeye steaks are entirely with foundation.