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that's exactly what i was thinking at the time.
Anyone actually used a gun for defense or emergency?
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Were you carrying a reload JIC those first few squirts didn't get him?
I already posted my better of two stories and I would like to add to what Franco2shoot said about LEO's showing up after the crime.
I was amazed to find out that the POLICE even after calling 911 were under NO LEGAL OBLIGATION TO PROTECT YOU FROM HARM! Most people think that though. There are United States Supreme Court rulings acquiting Police departments of wrongdoing when they did not get there in time to prevent loss of life and or significant injury.
My uncle-in-law a SGT with the local sherrifs dept explained it to me as this...
The police enforce laws as we see them broke but our bigest priority is to investigate crime, we then pass on our findings to the DA's office who file charges and take it to court if required. He said the public is supposed to handle security for themselves. And not to long ago most people did. but then things got PC...
I keep this in mind when checking those bumps in the night, walking out to the car in a darker (absent of light) than I prefer parking lot and when well you get the idea...I refuse to be a victim.
I was amazed to find out that the POLICE even after calling 911 were under NO LEGAL OBLIGATION TO PROTECT YOU FROM HARM! Most people think that though. There are United States Supreme Court rulings acquiting Police departments of wrongdoing when they did not get there in time to prevent loss of life and or significant injury.
My uncle-in-law a SGT with the local sherrifs dept explained it to me as this...
The police enforce laws as we see them broke but our bigest priority is to investigate crime, we then pass on our findings to the DA's office who file charges and take it to court if required. He said the public is supposed to handle security for themselves. And not to long ago most people did. but then things got PC...
I keep this in mind when checking those bumps in the night, walking out to the car in a darker (absent of light) than I prefer parking lot and when well you get the idea...I refuse to be a victim.
Pulled, pointed, but had no need to fire a 12 gauge Mossberg pump in defense of my mother and father when I was 18.
Crazed neighbor broke in the front door over a dispute about his dog.
He was arrested and lost his job over the incident.
Crazed neighbor broke in the front door over a dispute about his dog.
He was arrested and lost his job over the incident.
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XxWinxX94 said:
Almost a Yooper der, hey.
well i shot a rabbid coyote with a 249 saw at 4 am.
Me and 3 other's were put on a all-nighter guarding live ammo at a range on camp pendelton. we were in a small tool like shed that could only fit about 2 people and ammo. i was in the shed and the rest were snuggly asleep on a connected concrete slab. we had reports of a rabbid coyote earlier that night and were told to shoot it with a 9mm. Now the range was way out in the hills with no lighting whatsoever and the whole night we could hear coyotes within 50-75 meters of our location. Periodically we would get this lone coyote that would really come close and jump around like crazy. Now i didn't feel comfortable using the 9MM since i was never appropriately trained with it. Being a expert marksman with the M-16 i loaded about 5 rounds that i pulled off a 249 link belt and put the mag by my side. So about 20 min into my shift i decide to clean the 249. As i start to do the safety checks before take down i look up and see the darn coyote just standing there about 10-15 meters just watching me. so i reach for my m-16 very shyly and low and behold its not to my left like it should be. Then i remember that It just so happens to be in my sleeping bag in between a nco and a pvt lol. Now i could have gotten the rifle but i didnt want to loose visual on the coyote and the pistol was out of the question as it was behind me on a top shelf meaning i would again lose visiual for a second. So i calmly close the lid cover on the 249 and load the magazine into it and by this point the coyote was just jumping around rolling in the dirt. so i got it in my sights and emptied the 5 rounds on it and quickly dropped the saw. I immidiately grabbed the pistol and charged at the wounded pest followed by my scared [obscenity removed by moderator] pals lol. the coyote was wounded so the nco gave it 1 more round to put it out of its misery
Me and 3 other's were put on a all-nighter guarding live ammo at a range on camp pendelton. we were in a small tool like shed that could only fit about 2 people and ammo. i was in the shed and the rest were snuggly asleep on a connected concrete slab. we had reports of a rabbid coyote earlier that night and were told to shoot it with a 9mm. Now the range was way out in the hills with no lighting whatsoever and the whole night we could hear coyotes within 50-75 meters of our location. Periodically we would get this lone coyote that would really come close and jump around like crazy. Now i didn't feel comfortable using the 9MM since i was never appropriately trained with it. Being a expert marksman with the M-16 i loaded about 5 rounds that i pulled off a 249 link belt and put the mag by my side. So about 20 min into my shift i decide to clean the 249. As i start to do the safety checks before take down i look up and see the darn coyote just standing there about 10-15 meters just watching me. so i reach for my m-16 very shyly and low and behold its not to my left like it should be. Then i remember that It just so happens to be in my sleeping bag in between a nco and a pvt lol. Now i could have gotten the rifle but i didnt want to loose visual on the coyote and the pistol was out of the question as it was behind me on a top shelf meaning i would again lose visiual for a second. So i calmly close the lid cover on the 249 and load the magazine into it and by this point the coyote was just jumping around rolling in the dirt. so i got it in my sights and emptied the 5 rounds on it and quickly dropped the saw. I immidiately grabbed the pistol and charged at the wounded pest followed by my scared [obscenity removed by moderator] pals lol. the coyote was wounded so the nco gave it 1 more round to put it out of its misery
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Opie, LOL,
Never did that, but a buddy did let off a burst (blanks) when the pigs scared the crap out of him on night land nav, on Cole range, Ft. Benning, those things are scary, not all that loud, On the other hand, I also got to laugh my but off when my aviation (both pilots and mechanics) unit spent an hour chasing an armadillo at JRTC thinking it was a squad of OPFOR.
I've never had to draw as a civilian, but, I will say that being in a unit that is known to engage, and having God look out for you, help us all come back alive.
Never did that, but a buddy did let off a burst (blanks) when the pigs scared the crap out of him on night land nav, on Cole range, Ft. Benning, those things are scary, not all that loud, On the other hand, I also got to laugh my but off when my aviation (both pilots and mechanics) unit spent an hour chasing an armadillo at JRTC thinking it was a squad of OPFOR.
I've never had to draw as a civilian, but, I will say that being in a unit that is known to engage, and having God look out for you, help us all come back alive.
Audie M would have been proud!
I was probably 16YO, back in the 1960's when My cousin and I camped out on an old Ventura Hills ranch in CA. If you ever watch old Hollywood cowboy movies from the 1930's and see a modest ranch house, with a veranda, in a dry valley, a single barn and skinny rail fence,, that's where I was. So we walked out to this abandoned ranch house to spend the night, we had a BSA 177 cal air rifle, like boys mostly carry, and a tin of 177 ammo.
We were only a dozen miles from the I-5 Freeway but back then, that place was remote!
We moved into the old barn and started to cook our can of beany weanys when in the distance we heard motorcycles. Normaly that was not unusuall but it was past 10PM in Febuary, very dark and cold even in CA.
Well it became apparent that the bikes were dirt bikes piloted by 'Tough Kids' looking to make themselves feel big, intimidate the footbound likes of me and my cousin who was sorta frail. They tooled around the ranch house and barn hurling insults (how they knew there were no adults around is a mystery, maybe because there were no cars, maybe they tracked us) then withdrew, it was obvious to any dirt-wise kid that they were waiting in the darkness.
I climbed up into the hay loft, I had the air rifle. I guess the toughs did not have a firearm, they never shot back. The kids had no noise disipline, no light disipline, but they did not with draw back, past my effective fire range. Latter I built a fire in the barn yard and dared em to come and get me. I knew that the fire would destroy thier night vision and snuck out through the shadows and came-up behind them. Like I said they did not have a fire arm, and I had a BSA air rifle.
A few years later I joined the US Army, I lost track of my cousin until the late 1990's. He, raised by a HOLLYWOOD single mother, was a complete mess, a basket case, raised on designer drugs instead of a solid family. Yeah, he had married an 'artist',,, a very SICK artist! They had beutiful children yearning for a stable family,,breaks my heart. Anyway, he told me then that I had sent a few of the Toughs to the hospital, seems they had never suffered an injury and the reality of the situation had unnerved them. My heart bleeds to this day.
Outside of that I have nevered harmed any person in any way because I am a pacificist.
I was probably 16YO, back in the 1960's when My cousin and I camped out on an old Ventura Hills ranch in CA. If you ever watch old Hollywood cowboy movies from the 1930's and see a modest ranch house, with a veranda, in a dry valley, a single barn and skinny rail fence,, that's where I was. So we walked out to this abandoned ranch house to spend the night, we had a BSA 177 cal air rifle, like boys mostly carry, and a tin of 177 ammo.
We were only a dozen miles from the I-5 Freeway but back then, that place was remote!
We moved into the old barn and started to cook our can of beany weanys when in the distance we heard motorcycles. Normaly that was not unusuall but it was past 10PM in Febuary, very dark and cold even in CA.
Well it became apparent that the bikes were dirt bikes piloted by 'Tough Kids' looking to make themselves feel big, intimidate the footbound likes of me and my cousin who was sorta frail. They tooled around the ranch house and barn hurling insults (how they knew there were no adults around is a mystery, maybe because there were no cars, maybe they tracked us) then withdrew, it was obvious to any dirt-wise kid that they were waiting in the darkness.
I climbed up into the hay loft, I had the air rifle. I guess the toughs did not have a firearm, they never shot back. The kids had no noise disipline, no light disipline, but they did not with draw back, past my effective fire range. Latter I built a fire in the barn yard and dared em to come and get me. I knew that the fire would destroy thier night vision and snuck out through the shadows and came-up behind them. Like I said they did not have a fire arm, and I had a BSA air rifle.
A few years later I joined the US Army, I lost track of my cousin until the late 1990's. He, raised by a HOLLYWOOD single mother, was a complete mess, a basket case, raised on designer drugs instead of a solid family. Yeah, he had married an 'artist',,, a very SICK artist! They had beutiful children yearning for a stable family,,breaks my heart. Anyway, he told me then that I had sent a few of the Toughs to the hospital, seems they had never suffered an injury and the reality of the situation had unnerved them. My heart bleeds to this day.
Outside of that I have nevered harmed any person in any way because I am a pacificist.
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Bottom line after experiencing several shooting situations on the job is it's only scary the first time. At least that's the way it was for me. It's sort of like sky-diving = the first one is the BIG one.
But...............it's been a long time since I've had to use a gun, so who knows? Maybe it would be like the first time all over again now..... and just as scary?
We just built a new house in a 99% Latino neighborhood near the Mex border and there are SWAT-like home invasions happening here all the time, so I just might find out. The guy next door is a local cop and his new house has already been spray painted with a LARGE MS-13 gang logo.....which didn't make his young wife too happy, especially since he works nights!
It turns out the quiet little street we thought we were building on is a gang short-cut to and from some bad areas of town.
But...............it's been a long time since I've had to use a gun, so who knows? Maybe it would be like the first time all over again now..... and just as scary?
We just built a new house in a 99% Latino neighborhood near the Mex border and there are SWAT-like home invasions happening here all the time, so I just might find out. The guy next door is a local cop and his new house has already been spray painted with a LARGE MS-13 gang logo.....which didn't make his young wife too happy, especially since he works nights!
It turns out the quiet little street we thought we were building on is a gang short-cut to and from some bad areas of town.
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I came VERY VERY close to shooting a dog in self defense about 1 month ago.
Walking my Super friendly dog in a public area. Marked " keep your dog on a 6 foot leash."
I was.
NUM NUTS let his dog run loose.
Num nuts dog runs towards us in a hurry. I yell. Dog keeps comin. BARKING as it ran. Left hand on my dog, which now got behind me cause she was afraid.
Right hand on Glock 39. left leg kicks dog as it approached.
Owner grabs dog as he was running after it and trying to stop it.
Gun never made it out of holster, but it was very very very close.
If my one kick would not have worked..
there most certianly would have been a loud noise.
After numnuts gets his dog, he said;"You didn't have to kick my dog."
MY response: "Your lucky I didn't shoot your dog."
He grabbed his dog and DRAGGED It off by the scruff of his neck.
(which i realize is ok, mom dogs do that all the time.)
But the whole time, his dog wanted to bite, and it was quite obvious.
Walking my Super friendly dog in a public area. Marked " keep your dog on a 6 foot leash."
I was.
NUM NUTS let his dog run loose.
Num nuts dog runs towards us in a hurry. I yell. Dog keeps comin. BARKING as it ran. Left hand on my dog, which now got behind me cause she was afraid.
Right hand on Glock 39. left leg kicks dog as it approached.
Owner grabs dog as he was running after it and trying to stop it.
Gun never made it out of holster, but it was very very very close.
If my one kick would not have worked..
there most certianly would have been a loud noise.
After numnuts gets his dog, he said;"You didn't have to kick my dog."
MY response: "Your lucky I didn't shoot your dog."
He grabbed his dog and DRAGGED It off by the scruff of his neck.
(which i realize is ok, mom dogs do that all the time.)
But the whole time, his dog wanted to bite, and it was quite obvious.
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