[TRAINING]Back to Basics

[Loco]

"Jate."

Damri replied quietly with a smile, letting the latter half of Mityas sentence go. He clapped her shoulder again, then stepped back. The others had made the appropriate adjustments, so he raised his voice and continued with the instructions.

"Alright, you're in place. You're steady. Now you aim. Almost every stock iron sight in the galaxy has a front and back. It's simple. You line up the tip of the front post with the middle of the circle, square, diamond, rectangle, or whatev'r oth'r stupid shape the rear sight takes."

Damri continued his walk up and down the line, double checking each soldiers stance. He waved his arm to Arya in the control tower, and a line of targets popped up at about the 25 yard line.

"Focus on your sights, and put them on the cent'r of the target. When you reach the top or bottom of your breath, breathin' in and out- pause. Hold steady, and that's when you gently squeeze the trigg'r."

Damri and Orun took a few steps back from the firing line. Damri crossed his arms, preparing to give the command to fire. Time to see if anyone here hadn't been paying attention, or forgotten the most basic form of their skills.

"Tsikador. Ehn nynir lenedat. Tra'cyar mav."

"Get ready. Three shots on target. Fire at will."

 

[Bad Wolf]

Jenna's breathing was steady, her aim was precise, her iron sights were a unique design only found on the REC-74, they were circular one sat at the back of the weapon near the cheek rest and the other was forward just a few inches behind the barrel, there was a dip in the rifle rail that acted as a cradle for the uniquely designed scope that locked into place, as Jenna held her rifle steady and aimed she acquired her target but she didn't fire immediately, she took her time aiming center mass, steadying her shot, breathing in and breathing out.

She inhaled and slowly exhaled as the last bit of breath left her lungs she squeezed, not pulled, squeezed the trigger, she had gone over this routine multiple times, she was a Ranger one of the elite, her squad depended on her to keep them safe, and make sure all of them came home, she and her boys took the tough jobs that no one else could handle, jobs that put them in the line of fire often, jobs that could easily end them all up in a body bag, jobs that sometimes meant having to kill your enemy before they even saw you there.

Jenna fired 1,2,3 shots center mass on the target in a nice neat precise triangle, she could have gone for a head shot, but that would have been much more difficult without a sniper rifle and proper scope, besides she was trained in assault tactics not sniping.

 

[Syn]

Allison breathed in as she looked down the barrel and lined it then hold her breathe and squeezed gripping the gun to reduce the recoil and firing a second shot and then a third into the target. To line up for center she had had to tilt lower but it was fine as she continued to breathe and aim blocking out thoughts of the others.

 

[Johnnysaurus Rex]

Loading in his energy pack Onoveus leveled his rifle on the target and fired of three shots center mass. It was something he had done countless times in combat throughout the years. It was almost as natural as breathing or piloting a speeder. After his allotted shots were fired he took his finger off the trigger, ejected the energy pack, and lowered it to a resting position against his chest.

 

[Veritas et Lux]

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