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Practical Marksmanship | Session 2 | Period 4 | 7/16/10
Again, the class met in the Danger Shop. This time, when the students stepped in they found themselves on the desolate floor of a long deserted building, several stories up. At one end, there is a large open window and a Barrett M82 sniper rifle with gillie netting around it. The only other furniture in the room are another set of padded benches, and a single table. Price and Ashley stand behind that table.
"Today's class activity is two-fold. First, a brief discussion about assassination. Not being a killer for hire, that is not what we're on about. I personally am a soldier, and it seems many of you are as well. The exercise today, which is entirely optional if you wish to morally object, is based off a real event. A shot I myself took."
He held up a picture of a man, wrinkle-faced and bearded. "This is Imran Zakhaev. In 1996, he is an arms dealer, selling Uranium on the black market. Nuclear material, weapons-grade. A leftenant Price and a Captain Macmillan are given the first assassination order issued by the SAS since the end of World War II. Nuclear weapons in the hands of terrorists and mercenaries cannot be allowed. Or... so the government thought."
"What about you, students? Do you think a government has a right to execute a man based solely on what he's about to do?"
After the discussion, Price lifted a picture of a mushroom cloud. "This doesn't discount any of your moral arguments, but I want to show you what happens when Zakhaev survives this assassination attempt. This is what happens in 2011. 30,000 American soldiers dead in the blink of an eye."
He sets the picture down. "But now you're asking yourselves, did your teacher refuse to take the shot?" Price shook his head. "I took it. Took his arm clean off. But the stubborn bastard survived and Macmillan and I had to bug out the instant after I took the one shot. We hoped the blood loss would get him, but we weren't so lucky. Now none of you will have to do the daring escape from the various armed bastards in the area that Macmillan and I had to deal with. This is a one-shot, one-hopeful-kill situation. Everybody gets one shot from the sniper rifle. And you'll see that it's not as easy as it seems in the movies. There's a few little things, like wind speed and the Coriolis effect to take into account. If you don't know that is, well, Google it after class. You'll learn something else. If you don't want to take the shot, all you have to do is say why, and you can sit back down."
He then pointed to a student at random.
"You, you get to start."
[ooc:OCD coming up. OCD up, class open!]
"Today's class activity is two-fold. First, a brief discussion about assassination. Not being a killer for hire, that is not what we're on about. I personally am a soldier, and it seems many of you are as well. The exercise today, which is entirely optional if you wish to morally object, is based off a real event. A shot I myself took."
He held up a picture of a man, wrinkle-faced and bearded. "This is Imran Zakhaev. In 1996, he is an arms dealer, selling Uranium on the black market. Nuclear material, weapons-grade. A leftenant Price and a Captain Macmillan are given the first assassination order issued by the SAS since the end of World War II. Nuclear weapons in the hands of terrorists and mercenaries cannot be allowed. Or... so the government thought."
"What about you, students? Do you think a government has a right to execute a man based solely on what he's about to do?"
After the discussion, Price lifted a picture of a mushroom cloud. "This doesn't discount any of your moral arguments, but I want to show you what happens when Zakhaev survives this assassination attempt. This is what happens in 2011. 30,000 American soldiers dead in the blink of an eye."
He sets the picture down. "But now you're asking yourselves, did your teacher refuse to take the shot?" Price shook his head. "I took it. Took his arm clean off. But the stubborn bastard survived and Macmillan and I had to bug out the instant after I took the one shot. We hoped the blood loss would get him, but we weren't so lucky. Now none of you will have to do the daring escape from the various armed bastards in the area that Macmillan and I had to deal with. This is a one-shot, one-hopeful-kill situation. Everybody gets one shot from the sniper rifle. And you'll see that it's not as easy as it seems in the movies. There's a few little things, like wind speed and the Coriolis effect to take into account. If you don't know that is, well, Google it after class. You'll learn something else. If you don't want to take the shot, all you have to do is say why, and you can sit back down."
He then pointed to a student at random.
"You, you get to start."
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Meaning the class at large.
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She trailed off, and paused, looking around quickly. She didn't want to say what she was thinking -- that President Snow's assassination would change her entire country, and likely for the better, because she didn't know if she was being recorded, still. She couldn't risk it, and instead, she added, "Aren't assassinations against the law?"
They called them executions where she was from, when the Capitol thought it was necessary, anyway.
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"There are some people that just need to be assassinated," K-Mart decided. "Because there's a guy from my world that, if someone had taken him out, well, my world probably wouldn't have ended up a zombie infested apocalyptic wasteland."
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He's 800 meters away, so the Coriolis effect (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Coriolis_effect) will affect a bullet's trajectory, making it seem to curve a bit even if the wind dies down.
Or, if you object to the exercise, just state your reasons and sit back down.
[ooc: I'm not about to mod your character's precision, so feel free to mod if/where your character's shot hits. This is a very difficult shot, even Price didn't get a killing blow. The funny thing about the game version of these events is that no matter where you aim, you hit his arm. Magic bullets!]
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Still, she watched the flag, waiting until Zakhaev sat down for a moment before taking her shot. Unfortunately for her, the moment she squeezed the trigger, he stood, taking the shot in the gut instead of the torso as she'd planned.
"Dammit. I wanted his lungs."
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Sniping wasn't really her primary role. That was usually Rico's job. But Triela had both training and lots of experience.
Though mostly at the 500 meter mark. Still, she sighted, stopped breathing for a couple of seconds, and squeezed the trigger. The bullet drifted farther than she'd planned and impacted the target's hip.
She was already pulling the bolt back to load another round.
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That didn't stop her from picturing, for a second, that it was someone she knew.
She longed for her bow and arrow, though, holding the rifle awkwardly. She stared into the scope for a long moment, aiming for the man's eye. Unfortunately, the combination of the wind, the distance, and the unfamiliar weapon threw her aim. It whizzed past his head, a good six inches off, and Katniss exhaled sharply in frustration.
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And it sounded like the guy fell into her category of people who deserved it, so... nope, no problems there, either.
Taking her time, K-Mart took the shot and managed to put a bullet in the man's chest... in a lung, from the look of it.
"Holy crap!" Because she kind of hadn't expected to make that good a shot at all.
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[Ashley's player, on the other hand, is having a busy day at work and then spending 6 hours in the car for a roadtrip so will be hit or miss!]
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I promise, next week we'll start having more heavy interaction classes :D