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2004-01-31, 09:27 PM
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-Planet Earth, Sol System-
-Johannesburg Protectorate- (Former Southern Africa) -Six miles from the Gagarin Deep Space Communications Center, 6:17 AM- Corporal van Tassle of the Terran Republic Civil Militia carefully adjusted the scope on her Bolt Driver. She lied in the tall grass, on a small hill. The lion lied in the shade of a small tree. There was a pond a few meters away from the tree. She was hunting lions on his spare time. There wasn't much to do, anyway. Ever since Auraxis was cut off somehow from all communications and space travel, bordeom prevailed. She started work at seven. She had parked her Wraith nearby. She breathed slowly. Indeed, the lion wasn't moving. It had a mane, therefore it was male. It looked around, nervous. Johannesburg, which made up of about the southern third of that continent, was a very dangerous place to be. The wilderness was beautiful, but if you got lost, it turned deadly. Lions, stampedes, and unknown diseases ran rampant. She had set up Motion Sensors around her, just in case she had to make a quick run. The dangerous environment was why she joined the Militia- the volunteer civilian army- you got to get a gun. Animals killed the unarmed. She prepared to fire. She checked wind. Nothing. Distance- 200 meters. An easy shot for the 12.7mm (.50 cal) bullet. She began to squeeze the trigger when she heard it. Jet engines. The lion began to run. Damn! She looked up to see two Terran Republic Air Army Skystreaker jets. Capable of Mach 4, 8 medium-range AA missiles, even nuclear weapons, they were the latest in aircraft. None were shipped to Auraxis, only the Reavers and Mosquitoes, which were basically helicopters, not jets. There was no need for jets on Auraxis. Her radio went off. "Corporal, we need you at the center. Something big just came in."
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The gun katas. Through analysis of thousands of recorded gunfights, the Cleric has determined that the geometric distribution of antagonists in any gun battle is a statistically predictable element. The gun kata treats the gun as a total weapon, each fluid position representing a maximum kill zone, inflicting maximum damage on the maximum number of opponents while keeping the defender clear of the statistically traditional trajectories of return fire. By the rote mastery of this art, your firing efficiency will rise by no less than 120%. The difference of a 63% increase to lethal proficiency makes the master of the gun katas an adversary not to be taken lightly. |
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