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Guerrilla Gunfighter 3: Training Drills for Building Skills

In this third installment in the Guerrilla Gunfighter series, Mountain Guerrilla John Mosby teaches you the drills he uses to develop and refine real-world shooting skill with general preparedness rifle and clandestine carry pistol. Based on his experience as a veteran SOF soldier, alongside his every day use of rifles and pistols on the farm and in the wilderness, there is no fluff or bullshit. Just the same range of drills that John uses himself and in his classes, to pass on the ability to deliver fast, effective hits with the gun of the day. Not limiting himself to modern fighting rifles, John calls on his SF experience, and offers modifications for each drill, so you can “run what you brung,” even if that is a lever-action rifle, or a pump-action rifle or slug gun.

With a forward by Viking Preparedness’ Pastor Joe Fox, retired SF Major.

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Skull-Stomping Sacred Cows: Afghanistan

Over the last two days, I’ve watched the news a little bit, after receiving numerous phone calls and emails from friends, acquaintances, and family members, about the debacle in Kabul. For those that have somehow managed to avoid hearing the news, the US-backed Afghan “government” collapsed, as the Taliban entered Kabul, having already taken most major cities in the country (they already owned the countryside). We got to see the American Embassy evacuated, in a blow-by-blow replay of Saigon, 1975, despite POTUS’ earlier assurances that there was no way that was going to happen.

A lot of people are—figuratively, if not literally—suffering a great deal of angst over that. I know where they are coming from. I’ve seen some social media posts from really smart dudes, with really solid, meat-eater, bad motherfucker credentials in the SOF world, bemoaning this turn of events, as if it were somehow not completely fucking predictable, to anyone with an IQ high enough that they manage to breathe under their own power.

One of my great friends called me last night. While most who called seemed to want to project their own thoughts and prejudices on the subject, so that I could validate them because of my (long ago) experience in that country, this friend just said, “Tell me what you’re thinking.

So, I did. I told him, I think a whole lot of people had a whole lot of ego and identity invested in the crackpipe dream that Afghanistan was somehow going to end in some way other than it has. Some of that was professional ego. It’s hard to spend the major part of your career—or all of your career—embroiled in an effort, only to find out that your retirement “party” is the final admission of failure. Some of that was the patriotic fervor of “But, we’re ‘Murica! We can’t lose, because God loves us!” Of course, that ignores the fact that the Taliban are firmly convinced, just as vociferously, that “We can’t lose, because Allah loves us!”

I told him that, obviously, there’s a little bit of the gut punch feeling to the whole thing. I mean, I’d seen the video footage from Saigon in ‘75, but I wasn’t aware of that until at least a decade after it occurred. Watching it live is a little surreal, and the utter, absolute waste is disgusting. The waste of life, and the waste of resources and the waste of opportunity that those previous wastes created.

Finally, I went on to point out that I have three major thoughts on it:

(1) I lost friends in Afghanistan, while there myself, and many more after I left. It’s human to take a moment to grieve the waste of the lives of our friends and comrades. It’s human to think of tour friends and comrades who have lost limbs, literally leaving a piece of themselves on the battlefield.

Here’s the thing though…Officially, almost 2500 US troops lost their lives in Afghanistan. Of course, many more died, after leaving the battlefield, from PTSD-related suicide. Nor does that figure include contractors who were killed in theater. But, here’s the thing….that has been over the course of 20 years. In July of 1863, there were 3,155 killed, in three days, at a little Pennsylvania village called Gettysburg. At Antietam, Union losses were 2,108 killed, while the Confederacy lost 3,281…in a single day, 17SEP1862.

What people are overlooking is that we all volunteered. Nobody who went to Afghanistan was drafted and sent there against their will. When we signed on that dotted line, and accepted the paycheck from the government, we knew that serving in the military could result in death or dismemberment. Do recruiters lie? Fuck yes, they do. Do the recruiting commercials gloss over the realities of the potential for death or dismemberment, and focus on cool guy action sequences and offers of “free” jobs training and college money? Of course they do. That’s what they do. If you enlisted, and didn’t understand the potential risks, the only people you can blame for that is your own parents and mentors. It’s not been any sort of secret, for decades, that American popular culture and the political class, looks down on the military as cannon fodder, and little more.

I get the “patriotism” angle. I’m from a military family. Every single generation of my paternal family has served in the uniforms of this country’s military, since the Revolutionary War onward. My younger brother and I both wore the uniform (me for 10 years, him until he retired at 22 years). Despite a father and grandfather, and a family legacy, that all encouraged our enlistments, as opportunities for service; despite being innocent, naive, rube, farm kids from a small, conservative, patriotic community in the rural South, we still knew the potential risks of enlistment. We got it, and we still volunteered for the job.

Honestly? If I didn’t know them personally, and consider them a friend and comrade, it’s hard for me to muster up much give-a-shit for soldiers, sailors, airmen, and Marines who lost their lives, if I didn’t know them in life. I certainly don’t give a shit about the Afghans.

I get the “patriotism” angle. I’m from a military family. Every single generation of my paternal grandfather’s family has served in the uniforms of this country’s military, dating back to the Revolution. Despite that; despite a father and grandfather who encouraged our enlistments; despite being innocent, naive, rube, farm kids from the sticks, we still were informed, and knew the potential risks of enlistment. We got it, and we still volunteered for the job.

I get the “patriotism” angle. The first lullaby I have sung to each of my children, the first time I’ve held them, minutes after birth, was “The Star-Spangled Banner.” I make my children—even the three- and six-year old, stand at attention when the colors are presented. I get it.

Realistically, the only Americans (because, let’s be honest, I don’t give a fuck about the Afghans. I can respect them as mountain folk and a warrior culture, without giving a fuck about what happens to them…) who suffered the losses of the last twenty years, and can honestly say, “Wait a minute! I didn’t volunteer for this shit!” are the children of the soldiers, sailors, airmen, Marines, and contractors (see below) who died, or were permanently scarred by their experiences. They didn’t get a voice in Daddy’s (or Mommy’s) career choice. So, sure; take a minute and grieve for your buddies who died. But, if you need to grieve for strangers that you didn’t personally know, even though they wore the same colors you did? Save that for the children who were fucked by fate. They didn’t have a choice. They didn’t have a voice.

(2) Lots of people are blaming all of this on Biden. Hell, even CNN, as I type this, is very vocally blaming Biden. To be sure, he’s a tool, and the dude was dumbfuck enough to want the job. To be sure, as even he admitted (to his credit, as much as it pains me to acknowledge), he’s POTUS, and “the buck stops here.” (Of course, he immediately started flailing, trying to pawn the responsibility off on the military, but of course he did…).

To be sure, he’s the one responsible for ignoring the guidance of the military advisors, and insisting on a total withdrawal, instead of leaving a small footprint on the ground, with a QRF and advisory force (which, to be fair, would present its own, even greater margin for debacle…). To be sure, he’s the one that is responsible, as the CinC, of calling for—or just allowing—a rushed, unannounced, middle of the night evacuation of Bagram Air Base.

To be sure, he’s the one responsible for having intelligence advisors that allowed themselves to be “shocked” by the speed with which the Afghan National Army folded, and allowed the Taliban to roll across the country so rapidly.

But…here’s the thing…We all KNEW this was going to happen. From a complete lack of a coherent strategic vision from the beginning, to the piss-poor job we have done at managing unit rotations over the last eighty years ( remember when servicemen were enlisted “for the duration, plus X months?” Pepperidge Farms remembers. Remember when units deployed to a combat theater and remained there until the task was complete? Pepperidge Fucking Farm remembers!); from the complete lack of will in the American populace and the political machine, to the whole “Graveyard of Empires” thing…we all KNEW this was going to happen. Period.

Whether we left now, or ten years ago, or ten years from now. Whether we poured a few billion more dollars, or a few thousand more American GI lives into the meat grinder, we knew, as soon as we left, that the Afghan government was going to fold like a wet suit, and the Taliban was going to overrun the country. Any reasonably intelligent and observant American knew that. I guarantee you that the political class knew it. The military command structure knew it. The Taliban knew it. The Afghan people sure as shit knew it.

I’ve pointed out, in my first book, and in any number of articles on the blog, that the Taliban, like any insurgency, didn’t have to win. They didn’t even have to “not lose.” All they had to do was make sure the populace remembered that, when the invaders (that would be us…) left, they would still be around. They did that. Through the initial invasion, through the surge, through it all, the people of Afghanistan—and it didn’t matter if they are Hazari, Pashtun, Tajik, or whatever tribe, KNEW the Taliban was still there, waiting in the shadows. If they forgot, overawed by the technological might of the Imperial War Machine, the Taliban would wait a few days, and then they’d show up, and chop off a few heads, as a reminder, before going back to sit in the shadows and wait.

The simple fact is, anyone with an IQ above about 68 KNEW this was going to be the result when we pulled out, and it didn’t matter if it was Joe Biden or someone else. Anyone who claims they sincerely believed that there would be a different outcome quite probably also believes that their favorite hooker actually loves them…or they’re lying through their teeth.

(3) I’m certainly no apologist for Stumblin’ Joe, but trying to put all the blame solely on his shoulders, is the kind of stupid fucking propaganda horseshit that keeps us lashing out at our fellow citizens, instead of paying attention to the motherfuckers that are really to blame.

Biden has been in the White House for what? Seven months? The first US SOF officially hit the ground in Afghanistan in early October of 2001. That’s like 238 months…Yes, Joe Biden was a senior senator at that time, and as a member of that “august body” (gag. I just threw up in my mouth), certainly shares some of the blame, but the ineptitude and lack of conviction—even the outright malfeasance—that ended up in the shit show that we’re watching now? That rides on more than just Joe Biden’s shoulders.

If we’re going to blame someone for unnecessary loss of US life in Afghanistan? Let’s go back to January 2002, and blame the GWB administration for not having a coherent end-state goal, and a lack of willingness to simply say, “Hey, fuckheads. We came to knock the Taliban out of power. Our SOF did that in 90 days. Here’s your country back. Y’all go do your thing. We’re out, motherfuckers!” It wouldn’t have changed the final outcome, but it would have reduced American loss of life dramatically. Instead, between the Joint Chiefs insisting that Big Green needed boots on the ground, to justify defense spending, and Cheney wanting to get Halliburton on the ground making bank, it was decided we needed to try some of that there Clinton-style “nation building!” Gots to get paid, yo!

If we’re going to place blame, let’s go back and blame the BHO administration for not living up to his campaign promises to “end the war,” and pull US troops out. We’d still have lost those who were already dead, but it would have stopped the loss of further US lives. But, no, we gotta keep pouring more effort into failure, because sunk cost fallacy is fucking real. “We can’t let those guys die in vain! Instead, let’s go get a bunch more of our own killed instead!”

If we’re going to place blame, let’s blame the DJT administration for the exact same thing. Let’s blame the DJT administration for making deals with the Taliban, bypassing our “allies” the Afghan government, thus ensuring the Taliban that we weren’t actually that concerned about the success of the Afghan government.

If we’re going to place blame, let’s blame every motherfucker that insisted we needed to wait longer to withdraw, because a few more dead will surely stabilize things, and get us out “with honor.” Newsflash: there’s no honor in losing, no matter how you try to gild it.

If we’re going to place blame, let’s blame all the fucking defense contract companies of Ike’s “military-industrial complex” who kept lobbying for more time and money to be spent, because fucking fortunes were being made there! (To be fair, I’m not talking about individual private military contractors. At the end of the day, every single dude I’ve know who went the contractor route, did it because it was a way to stay in the fight, “serving” their country, while actually making a decent living to support their families. I don’t even begrudge that, even if I despise the owners of the contract companies who were cashing in.)

If we’re going to place blame, let’s look at all the congressmen (yes, including Joe Biden) who continued to vote to support the budget requests needed to keep up the charade that we would “eventually” prevail in Afghanistan, “someday,” if we just kept pouring bodies and money into it. Hell, let’s look at the voters who bought into the false dialectic of R v. D, and voted for the warmongering profiteer “representatives’ to get into, or stay in, office, to keep getting bribed by lobbyist money and junkets.

To be sure, Biden is a tool, and certainly carries his share of the “blame,” but if we’re going to play the blame game, let’s at least make sure that everybody is getting their share of the prize. He just happened to be the dumb motherfucker who was stupid enough to want the job, when it finally ended.

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At the end of the day? Sure, I’m upset, probably. Hell, I may even be sad. But honestly? I don’t really feel either of those emotions at the visceral level. I was long ago resigned to this ending. My only “hope” is that we’re not sending troops back in six months or a year, and dumping more lives into it. They want to kill each other? Let them kill each other. It’s not our fucking problem.

Given the state of affairs in the world at large, and the US specifically, I’d say that right now, we’ve got way bigger problems to deal with here, and they will be even worse in six months, and worse still in a year. Fuck Afghanistan.

A Range PT Drill: “Let’s Play Commando!”

An older training drill we like to run on my home range. I post training drills like this, regularly, on Patreon. If you’re not subscribing, it’ll help give you an idea of what you’re missing out on. –JM


This is a Range PT drill. We got a new neighbor recently, and as we were getting introduced, he mentioned that he’s a powerlifter, and has competed in Strongman competition. We started comparing notes on home gyms, and he offered me an extra Atlas Stone that he had. It’s a little 150# stone, but it was perfect for some of the Range PT stuff we do, so I accepted, and almost immediately came up with a Range PT drill built around it.

One of the issues with Range PT is building drills that replicate the energy systems demands of actual operational requirements, rather than just turning them into “smoke sessions” that are more punitive than educational. This one does a pretty fair job of being educational/developmental.

One of the things the inexperienced often overlook is the requirement to actually commute to work (the fight), before you get to start doing the cool guy stuff like shooting bad dudes in the face. Often, this commute will be simply patrolling to an ORP, and then conducting final preparations for the assault, but many times—especially in recent years—they have involved things like long foot-mobile insertions, from off-set landing zones or laager points, and often those movements will be under load (at a minimum fighting load and assault pack. Often with other loads incorporated). Sometimes, once you get to the objective, the mission requires physically strenuous activities like physically breaching a wall or door, BEFORE you even get onto the objective and start the face-shooting.

This drill is run for 3x, with one minute of rest in between rounds. Target is either an A-Zone steel at 50 yards, or an IPSC/IDPA silhouette at 50 yards, with anything except Alphas counted as misses. I’ve only run it a couple times so far, so I don’t have an established par time yet, but the standard so far is “0 misses,” and run it as fast as possible.

Start with a 100yd stone carry (if you don’t have an Atlas Stone, a sandbag or duffel bag, loaded to 100-150# would make an acceptable alternate). You’re basically coming up with something big, heavy, and awkward to carry. Carry it to the 50 yard line and back. Immediately do 5x tire flips. Our tire is between 350-400#, but any large tractor tire over 250# would work. If you don’t have a tire, substitute 5x burpees instead. Then, run 100 yards (to the 50 and back). Immediately upon crossing the line, you have 5 seconds to “Make Ready” by unslinging your rifle and making sure it’s ready to go to work.

On the signal to begin, shoot the “D-Drill.” This is 5 shots each from standing, kneeling, and prone, at 50 yards, with a mandatory emergency reload somewhere in there (set it up with a 10rd and a 5rd magazine, and let your buddy load the rifle at the beginning of each round). Generally, on the D-Drill, 20 seconds, with zero misses is considered par, with anything less than 15 seconds considered an “expert” run.

As it stands now, my performance criteria for this drill is “you have to continue moving at all times, with no stops. You cannot set the stone down, and you have to ‘run’ the entire run portion (‘running’ is delineated from walking by the fact that at a run, only one foot can be in contact with the ground at any time, whereas in a walk, both feet will be on the ground at the same time). You might run slow, but you have to be running. Finally, a 25-30 second par for the D-Drill portion, because you’re going to be smoked when you get to the shooting portion, after doing a 200 yard insertion, carrying a load for half of it, and then having to “breach” a wall manually….

Good hunting!

Back In The Saddle Again….

Check out the open access article on Patreon. Cool news, including (1) We’re back to doing some open-enrollment classes, and (2) I’ll be posting a little bit of content and updates here, as well as on the Patreon site, but (3) I’ll now be doing videos on Patreon. (4) Two new books coming out, soon. Guerrilla Gunfighter 3 will be out the end of August, or early in September, and Volume 4 will be out shortly thereafter, by Christmas, at the latest.

https://www.patreon.com/posts/54458620

Update and New Contact Information

For those new to the page, since the move to Patreon, you can follow the weekly conversation there, at patreon.com/mountainguerrillablog. There are even some non-subscription posts available for public reading, to get a taste for what is happening there.

Unseen has been giving me issues with server problems for months, and recently shut down all of their email services. I was not aware this was coming, and did not have a chance to switch over my email previous to that happening.

New email is Warhammer6Actual@protonmail.com.

I have NO WAY to access the Warhammer6 Press store site. If you have an outstanding order from the site, please contact me at the above email and I will try and make it right.

A Product Review

Last year, the host of a class gave me a ballistic helmet. I’ve never been much of a fan of helmets except as “air items,” but I graciously accepted the gift, and promptly started wearing it as a NVG mount, in lieu of my TNVC Night Cap. A couple months ago, he got ahold of me to ask if I’d been using it at all, and if so, what I thought of it. I told him, “It’s fine. It’s lighter than my bump helmet, which surprised me, and it holds the -14s more secure than the Night Cap.”
He then told me he was friends with the owner of the company that manufactured the helmet, and wanted to send me some other stuff they manufactured to test out, in order to help get word out about his buddy’s company.  
Well, the company ended up sending me several items, despite my assurances that, if said items sucked ass, I was going to say as much in my review. It’s been a month or two now, so I’ve managed to test the equipment in question, and I’m going to present my findings and conclusions here, as well as on the original blog site.  
Company Name and Location:
Veterans Manufacturing, Katy, TX
Items sent for Review:
1) Ballistic Helmet
2) Level III+ Ultralight Series Rifle Plate
3) Ultralight Low-Profile Plate Carrier
4) Basic Plate Carrier
5) SWAT Vest (ballistic vest. Soft armor, with rifle plate pockets, including neck, delt, and groin protection).  
1) The ballistic helmets, as noted, are lighter (or at least as light) as the bump helmet I’ve got, based solely on my memory. (The bump helmet is in storage, since I never used it, so I couldn’t actually put it on a scale and compare). This is probably the lightest helmet I’ve ever worn, including the original MICH helmets (that became the ACH), the old “Fritz” PAGST “K-Pot,” and a Vietnam-era “steel pot” helmet and liner that I had when I was a kid, for playing Army.
We tested the second one they sent (not the original I was gifted) with .45ACP ball, 9mm 124 grain God Dot, 7.62×39, and 5.56 M855. Following the testing, I was finally able to speak with the owner of Veterans Manufacturing, Michael (who I discovered is now a reader, after the original class host recommended the blog to him). These helmets have NIJ testing certification, AND have been DoD approved now. He has the requisite certifications in hand as well.  
The helmet, as you will be able to see in the photos, stopped the 230 grain ball, with less than 1/4” backface deformation. It would have caused a zinger of a headache and sore neck, but the backface deformation is actually significantly less than the thickness of the actual liner padding. It also stopped 9mm 124 grain Gold Dot, although the back face deformation was significantly greater (but still less than the thickness of the liner padding).

To read this rest of the review, check out the public access post (it’s free) on the Patreon Page.
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From the Library

After I posted about Gavin DeBecker’s The Gift of Fear, several readers responded with comments recommending Left of Bang. It was, no shit, the next one on the list for me to suggest anyway. The authors helped stand up the USMC “Combat Hunter” Program, and leveraged that experience to write this book.

In the training industry, a lot of bandwidth and ink is spent discussing the importance of “awareness” for avoiding trouble. The problem is, all too often, the people discussing this importance lack the ability intelligibly define “awareness,” let alone provide a method for actually practicing awareness, beyond “always keep your head on a swivel.” In my book The Reluctant Partisan, Volume 2, I spent a significant amount of time discussing this, including many of the concepts discussed in Left of Bang.
Like my book, but in far more depth, since it’s a single subject book, the authors spend a lot of time breaking down what awareness actually is, by providing the biometric and atmospheric indicators that constitute awareness, and then spend time discussing how to leverage and decipher those, both the universal ones and the cultural ones (an example is looking someone in the eye when speaking to them. In our culture, that’s a sign of respect and honesty. In other cultures, the exact opposite. One thing that takes guys deploying to the Middle East the first time a bit of getting used to…and other regions as well, to be sure…is the proximity in which it is “normal” to stand to other people, especially other males, during conversation. On the other hand, there are many physical cues that are universal human responses to stimuli, cross-culturally).

The one complaint I’ve ever heard about this book was from a dude who grew up in a really rough environment. He pointed out that he didn’t really learn anything he didn’t already know, from the book. I had the same experience. There wasn’t anything in the book I hadn’t learned, intuitively through experience.

The value of the book though, even in that context, was that it allowed me to better articulate what I was observing. This benefited me as a teacher, because I could better explain to students, exactly what indicators I was looking for, and why. As a dude who carries a gun in a society where the police and courts are still—at least arguably—functional, being able to articulate what I saw that convinced me I needed to punch some dude in the dick, or to shoot him, and WHY it convinced me that I needed to do so, may be the difference between ending up in prison, and going home to my family.

Most middle-class Americans are going to get a great deal of benefit out of this book. Some of it will be shit you know intuitively, although I’d be surprised if a dude who grew up WASP, went straight to college, and then into a professional field, didn’t learn SOMETHING from this book, that he wasn’t previously aware of. More importantly, even for those with considerable experience in shitholes, it will help provide a framework for explaining and understanding what you’re recognizing “in your gut.”

I highly recommend this book.

I have a pretty extensive library at home. Combined with stuff that is still in storage, waiting for the library building to be built on the farm, my wife and I have somewhere between 7500 and 8000 books. One of the things I’ve taken to doing is handing books to the guys in our training group to read.

One of them read these two a couple months ago, and has been nagging me ever since to post them in these From the Library segments. They’re that important, and that good.

Campfire Chat

John, some of your recent posts have mirrored my own realizations with shorty ARs. I have two 10.5s that have worn RDS and have become my favorite ARs of my herd. I have 2 carbines with 1-4x scopes and the capability of the optics is so much better here in the sticks than a RDS…so I ordered 2 Bushnell Elite 1-8.5x for the two 10.5s.

I think they’ll be perfect now with such easy handling and the added utility of the LPVOs. Just thought I’d echo your thoughts, 10.5s with LPVOs are where it’s at.

I’ve got my 14.5” as my go-to gun, solely because it goes in the truck with me when I leave the farm, and if I do get pulled over, it’s a lot less of a headache to deal with local cops and deputies over a 14.5” with a pinned and welded FH, than it is a 10.5” “pistol.”

My preference for all-around really has become the 10.5 with a 1-6/8x on it. It’s just super handy, and while shots past 200 yards are not common here, by any stretch, there are straight aways on roads and in town that exceed that. I also know—personally—of at least two dozen dudes who have achieved first-shot kills at (verified) ranges between 600 and 800 meters, with 10.5” guns. Loading them with MK262 or a similar load will aid in lethality at longer ranges as well.

That having been said, I wouldn’t feel too uncomfortable, assuming the shot was justified, taking a shot at 500 yards with M855. I know for a fact, I can hit a chest size area at that distance, out of a 10.5” even with a red dot, and even if it doesn’t kill him, it’s damned sure going to ruin his week.

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When I visited South Africa our group visited the ranch home of the Afrikaner gameskeeper on the farm and when we drove up in the bakke a pair of very large domestic geese greeted the truck like web footed klaxons. The two wealthy conservatards in the group wondered out loud why in the hell a guy would keep those things around and when I mentioned that they were for warnings of farm attacks I could see the look on their faces that all but said “Lee Greenwood is not a ‘racist’ and neither am I so what is this farm attacks thing you speak of?”

I offended the shit out of a college kid today. My “leaving the gym” shirt was a Rhodesian Army “Be A Man Among Men” t-shirt. He got snippety about it, then got huffy when I pointed out that like 80% of the Rhodie Army was black. Was Rhodesia racist, institutionally? Fuck yes.

Does that mean I can’t appreciate the Rhodesian Army’s contributions to special operations without being a racist? Fuck you.

Also, geese are the bees’ knees for security alarms. Unfortunately, in my experience, they’re also complete assholes to young children and dogs. I like both my children and my dogs, far more than I like geese.

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For lighting, you want perimeter lights glaring outward, leaving your inside-the-perimeter area dark. If you turn them on, those on the outside are visible, you on the dark inside are not illuminated and are obscured by the glare.

Uhm….I know?

On the other hand, in an urban environment, if you live in a high-trust neighborhood, there’s a lot to be said for having the house illuminated too, so neighbors can see if someone is hanging out in the shrubbery that ought not be…

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I can attest to the superiority of the white gas colemans. I am still using the one dad bought when I was 6 (I’m 69). The only thing that has been replaced, twice, is the leather pump seal. They are easy enough to make from some veg tan hide.

That’s bad ass! Mine aren’t anywhere near that old.

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500 PAYING SUBSCRIBERS AND A MILITARY RETIREMENT?? HELL YA! NO WONDER YOU CAN AFFORD TO BURN 100,000 ROUNDS OF AMMO A YEAR!! GOOD FOR YOU SIR

Uhm….I’m gonna guess you’re new around here. I got out after 10 years, and I do NOT have a military pension, nor do I collect VA disability, despite being more than eligible….

As for 500 paying subscribers? Well, if you provide good enough content, apparently people are willing to pay for it. It’s not like I’m holding a gun to their heads….

I can shoot as much as I do because I work my ass off, and I prioritize the importance of being able to protect my family and clan.

Additionally, I don’t have satellite television. I have a prepaid cell phone that costs $100/month, for both my wife and myself. We grow a lot of our own food, including meat. I drive 20+ year old trucks that I paid cash, at below book prices for. I do a lot of bartering, and I do a lot of side work.

I don’t drink, except ceremonially at holidays, and then it’s homemade mead, so it’s almost free. I don’t use drugs, other than chewing Copenhagen. I eat basically one meal a day. I built my house by hand, myself—and with help from the clan—so I don’t have a huge mortgage payment.

I’ve written hundreds of thousands of words of free content, over the last decade on this blog. I’ve written and published five books that people are willing to pay for (even when I was a dipshit and got the shipping all kinds of fucked up). I write this blog still, occasionally, and the Patreon content, in my copious free time, by taking a day each week away from my family…

We home school our kids, so they’re not quite as inundated with mercantile commercial marketing, demanding the latest, newest shit.

So….yeah, shooting 10K a year is not incredibly hard for me….but that’s because I work my ass off and prioritize it.

Campfire Chat

The Patreon address, because a number of people have asked, is Patreon.com/Mountainguerrillablog

While I’ve been remiss in posting here, they’ve been getting their posts weekly…and with well over 500 paying subscribers, I must be doing okay with my content over there….
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You’ve already sold me on the performance of the AR over the AK, but which is the better option in terms of sustainability or logistics in the face of a tough times scenario with limited future access to spare parts or professional gunsmithing? In other words, which one is best from the auxiliary team’s perspective?

Is the US military carrying AKs? Are there any law enforcement agencies in the US carrying AKs?

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What are your thoughts on exterior lighting for security in a grid up situation? Is it safer for the property to be dark, or is perimeter lighting advisable?

Depends.

If everyone around you is lit, but yours is dark…you stand out and the place may look either deserted/abandoned, or just ripe for the picking because of easy hidden approach routes. On the other hand, our exterior is dark. You can’t see our place from the road, even if you come up the county road, and exterior lights would just make it noticeable. Second, you’re not sneaking on to our place without the dogs alerting. I can choose to respond by stepping outside with white light…or with NVG (and I usually respond with NVG, so if it’s something like a skunk or a raccoon in the feed bins, I can see them before they run off because of the white light…that means, even if it ends up being a person, unless they’ve got NVG too, I’ve got a distinct advantage.

If I lived in town, or in the ‘burbs, I’d be lit up like a Max Security Prison though. I’d probably be getting nagged by city council to reduce the lighting…

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I have been ruminating on the ‘when shtf’ article from last week.  I have used the two burner Colemans (propane ones), but they seemed mostly good for warming up canned food or making coffee.  Tough to cook on for groups since the burners are so close together.  And you can’t bake on a stove.  Have you given any thought to dutch ovens, or even a wood fired outdoor oven?

To be sure, propane and butane camp stoves suck giant horse penises! When I’m talking about the Coleman stoves, I’m talking about the White Gas versions.

I’ve got several cast iron dutch ovens, and love them, and they get used several times a year for skill maintenance. Definitely part of the tool chest. We are going to build an outdoor earth oven, but it hasn’t happened yet.

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What is your target set up for pistol practice?  Paper targets stapled to cardboard mounted to wood frames?  Steel?

Both. I typically use IPSC/IDPA silhouettes for pistol work, but a lot of the time, I’ll spray glue an index card to them to reduce the A-Zone. At 10yards and out, I use steel a lot. I actually just replaced all the steel on our range, and we are now shooting nothing larger than an IPSC A-Zone, all the way out to 200 yards…So, with pistol work at 25/50/100 yards, it just got a lot more challenging than when we were shooting 1/3 silhouette steel….

Patreon and a Free Article

Initially, I had planned on offering one article per month from the Patreon site, on this site as well. I’ve fallen short on that, but this week’s first tier article is open to the public. Go check it out, and see what you’re missing (it’s close to the tail end of a series of articles).