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For the record, it's not an all-out ban on AR's and AK's. It's not that they're illegal to own, which is a good thing since I've built and own many variations of these EVIL black rifles. It's a ban on any new transfers. Now with that, I still think it's bull$hit. Especially since it only targets AR-15's and AK's. And just to show the full mentality of those bozo's over in Annapolis making these laws as a knee jerk to that Sandy Hook incident. They decided that it'll be "safer" in the state if they ban the ongoing sales of AR-15's and AK's. Oh, but you can still buy AR-10's. Oh, and you can still buy AR-15's as long as they have a heavy barrel (since we all know that they can't kill people as much as standard or pencil barrels). Oh, and you can still buy suppressors. Oh, and you can still build SBR's (albeit as long as you already had a lower before the ban went into effect). Oh, and you can still buy FUKING machine guns (subs or belt-fed) if you so desire. But, being that the bleeding heart, hand wringing, bed wetting fuking liberals are in charge of this state. They stand by the statement that "it was for the children", or "it was for the general safety of the public". They can ALL kiss my ass! I just hold on to the hope that it doesn't get much worse as I get closer to winding down my career. After all, this is where the money is at for me right now. If I "absolutely" had to, I could always move into that cesspool known as Virginia, But I don't have any faith for either of the two states that touch Washington DC. It's only a matter of time before some of the liberal nonsense around here gets over into VA. After all, the pretentious cocksuckers of northern VA are the ones that run that state. And they're just as bad as anybody in this $hithole state of mine. As soon as I hit retirement, I'm outta this place and off to Wyoming. To become even more of a hermit trying to avoid society (for their sake).

Welcome from Maryland.

Welcome aboard Jeremy. Sounds like the fella's already have you looking in the right direction.

I'd go Noveske. But I'm kinda biased cause that's what I used when I built mine. But they shoot a helluva lot better than I do.

Welcome from Maryland.

"Beast Mode" lives...........................................

Wait a minute. Is that the one with the $hit tires? Fuk! ECR-1 (the Ford) may just might have to make another trip out west. AND we'll have Rene as a co-pilot this time along with Matt to keep the two of us degenerates in check.. LET THE DRINKING BEGIN! You fukers will definitely be in trouble with the two of us. That's ALREADY been proven. *disclaimer* - I think I've already proved my drinking ability. Rene makes it x2

Dammit! You ain't helping my cause fuker.

Yeah....Yeah. I know it's been a little while. But we're finally closing this one out. And nobody get all distraught in your participation in this one. It started out pretty specific. This was a final wrap up.......after 6 months. Don't anybody worry. Everybody will eventually get a mention in the 308AR strike teams OP's....................if you're worthy. The Execution: Edge hit the door with amazing force. Shattering the jamb as he plowed through it. He was at "weapons ready" as he came to a stop. He quickly asssesed the room. It was a small "outer room" of the main area, with two men that seemed to be waiting. But they had never expected what had just come through that door. Edge quickly leaned at a 45 degree angle.....and all that was heard was a quick succession of 4 (soft) thuds as he "double-tapped", center mass, the 2 men as they dropped to the ground. Instantly, he moved forward to the inner door of the structure. Matt came crashing through the (left flank) window, as Unforgiven came equally crashing through the (right flank) window of the "inner room". They both came to a stop, with weapons up, opposing each other, yet staring at another member of the opposing security force. Matt hit his guy square in the chest, while Rene hit the off switch, and popped his guy in the center of the forehead. The 2 men dropped. The "soft" sound of two thuds at the back door were heard as Robo came through the rear door. It was at that time that Edge came rushing through the door. Rene yelled "CLEAR RIGHT" as they approached. Followed by a "CLEAR LEFT" from Matt. Edge gave the "CLEAR UP" signal....followed by Rob with a "CLEAR DOWN". Instantly, they all turned onto the man that had been tied, beaten and tortured. He was seated in a chair, tied, in the center of the room. Edge approached the man as Rene began to release the ropes that had held him. With that, DREW spat blood on the floor and said "It's about time you sorry motherfuckers". "What took you so fuckin long this time"? Every member of the team gave a shrug. 98 came rushing into the room, saying firmly "WE GOTTA GO"......"NOW"! He walked to the broken, back door of the structure and pointed..........."THEY'RE COMING"! Off in the distance.......in the darkness......you could see the small line of Black suburbans. Four of them, were headed towards the location. And they were closing fast. Tom touched his earpiece, and simply said............."R2, are you ready"? Moments later, all of the team members earpieces crackled with "I'M HERE"! The team rolled out. With Matt and Rene helping Drew to his feet at a hurried pace. All five of the team (+Drew) headed back out of the destroyed front door of the structure. The sheer volume had erupted as R2 came to an abrubt halt right in front of the target structure. There were guys laying fire from the "train" of suburbans that were approaching . R2 leaned out of the window hollering "GET IN", as he was already jamming the truck back into gear. Rene dove through the open passenger side window, as the rest of the group jumped into the bed of the truck. 98 slapped the rear window two times, giving R2 the "GO" signal. He jammed the truck through the gears as they sped away from the building. 98 just stared at the suburbans through his sights as they sped away.....with the mysterious suburbans in chase. Now it was going to be a matter of timing. Whether or not the crew of the tired team members, plus one, could make it back to the extraction point in time. The old, black, dirty, weather beaten truck roared off into the night. The lone, dark airstrip was the next target. 　 The Extraction: The team had moved for at least 10 clicks. 98 was keeping an eye on the "train" of Suburbans that were chasing them. They weren't really closing....but they weren't falling behind either. The truck burst onto the airfield, heading straight for the waiting, idling C-130. Planeflyer was already on his headset yelling "Where the fuk are you guys at"? A couple quick seconds of static were followed by R2 saying "We're headed towards your 6"! As he said that, the first of the suburbans lept onto the field, followed quickly by the other three. Planeflyer knew that it was time to go. He looked down at the throttles.........and waited until he heard the "WE'RE ALMOST THERE". Then, he said......."FUK IT"! He firewalled it, dropping the tail ramp. Either the ground team was going to make it......or they were'nt. The engines gave a brief gurgle....then they HOWLED as he slammed the throttles all the way forward. As the engines spooled up, he let out a defiant "FUK YOU!" Followed by a "DEFENSIVE POSTURE MEN"! The Plane Started Rolling............................... Quickly........Mack, Mikdaddy, Sketch and Shepp took up a four point stance on the ramp as the aircraft started rolling. Hemi stood at the top of the ramp and wrapped his arm around a cargo net that was floating. He aimed his weapon towards whatever was going to be coming at them. All of them HOWLED as the aircraft gained speed. Then......they could see the lights of the approaching vehicle. IT WAS THE INFILTRATION TEAM! R2 had the thing to the floor as they approached the C-130. And as the front wheels of the truck hit the ramp of the bird, Hemi gave out the order "OPEN FIRE"!. With that....Mack, Mike, Roman and Neil started laying down a hellfire that nobody would want to be the recipient of. With the extraction vehicle pulling onto the ramp.....they unloaded relentlessly into the four suburban chase vehicles. The first, disappeaing into a hailstorm of 7.62 being thrown into it's direction. The second, having it's hood chewed up and entire front end being obliterated. By the time the third came rushing around.........the C-130 was wheels up and Planeflyer was yanking back HARD on the stick to gain a little altitude. As the aircraft climbed, Hemi simply said...."Well done ladies". Then started laughing.....in that Lurch kinda way. 　 One Hour Later: Drew sat in the co-pilot seat of the plane, listening to the drone of the engines. Planeflyer was steadily headed back to the state of Connecticutt so that we could drop Drew back off as if, nothing had happened. After all, that's what us 308AR guys are here for. Finally, Drew looked at 98 and said, "I guess....thank you is in order" 98..........simply said "FUK YOU"!

Not a personal attack brother. I'm just a hard headed type of guy when it comes to japanese vehicles. Mikedaddy can attest to that. We argued for a good amount of time about that......in the desert.......while drinking.....and armed no less.

Wait, wait, wait. You'd rather have a F-ing toyota than a Dodge? I'd rather push a dodge (and I'm not a mopar guy) than ever be seen in a meatball-on-the-door toyota. I don't care where they build those damn things, or what kind of brain-washing commercials they try to jam down the American public. They're NOT American. They never have been, and they never will be. They can have ALL of that Japanese crap. Hell.....I won't even ride in one of those things.

And remember. Cans are like Chinese food. Once you get the first one, an hour later you'll want another one.

Yankee Hill (remember the one on my 300 BLK) makes some pretty good lightweight handguards. All different lengths.

Nahh. We were good. She only had about 7000 miles on her before I left. And +1 on the ball busting that goes on around here. That's a target that's constantly floating. We all take our turn in the barrel.

Sorry for your loss brother. That's a tough thing to go through.

Yeah....I think that that's where he was going too.

Welcome from Maryland.

I wonder who that might be?

That must smell amazing as it's fired.

13 more weeks? That's great to hear Rene. You're closing in on the finish line my brother.

LA? Palm trees aren't worth it my man. Welcome aboard from Maryland.

Fukin A. I'm still waiting for my stamp for the last can I bought back on fathers day. And the part that really pisses you off is, you know that they're just sitting on the paperwork. Waiting for their own "approved" date. Fuking bastards.

Ain't that the fukin truth.

Hmm. Too many guns......................................................................... Nope. Don't think that I've ever even thought that.

Welcome aboard from Maryland.