Posted on 06/21/2025 6:48:12 AM PDT by DUMBGRUNT
—”Who says call of duty video games arent educational?”
Many of the finer points are left out of video games.
Like the difference between cover and concealment.
Pls see #6.
Also, most show only slightly wounded or KIA; Never showing the aftermath.
The victim with a colostomy bag being fed by an attendant for the rest of his life, and much worse.
Sadly, there are many who pray for death.
Legal in Texas after dark.
Only if you are caught.
If someone steals $1,000 dollars in value from me, or anybody for that matter, they stole whatever time it takes you to replace that. In fact, you can never replace it, because you will always be down 1K. At my age, that is life changing, as it is about 90% of my SS. To me, stealing things is the equivalent of stealing my life. How many hours do you have to work to replace that much money? That is the number of hours stolen from your life.
Call of Duty 2.
I was an American Scout. My weapon was a bolt action sniper rifle with a scope.
When the game began, I wandered the streets of a town, looking for enemy German soldiers to kill. I was walking up a street and looked down a side street when I noticed something peculiar.
One of the apartment buildings, on the second floor, a couple of rifles were poking through the wall. Not the entire rifles. Just the tips of the rifles. What it was that a couple of guys (germans) had chosen an apartment to hide in. They chose to hide alongside an open window and had flattened themselves up against the wall, face first. One guy was on one side of the window, the other guy on the other side of the window.
Their strategy was clear. One guy could see up the street to watch for enemy soldiers wandering up the street coming their way. The other guy could watch the street in the other direction. What they didnt know or count on was this glitch occurring, when they flattened themselves up against the wall, the tips of their rifle barrels poked through the wall, giving away their positions.
Rather than race down their street and expose myself to their gunfire, I raced up another block in order to enter the building across the street from them. I entered that building from the back, still out of their sight. I raced up to the second floor and found an apartment with an open window directly across from their open window. Then from within the apartment, I crouched and aimed my gunsight at their window, laid my finger on the trigger and waited.
I could’ve tossed a hand grenade through their window, but I wasn’t too sure that would’ve killed both of them. It’s possible I would’ve only killed one of them or neither of them with a grenade.
After my crouching a minute or so, the guy on the left of the window opposite my building got restless and began to move. I guess he got bored with waiting for someone to come down the street. His rifle tip pulled back in from the wall and he got in front of the window and looked out it, and his face was dead center of the cross hairs of my scope. I pulled the trigger. Blam. Got him right between the eyes. Perfect headshot. He went down, dead.
His buddy didn’t move. I could practically read his thoughts. Watching his buddy go down, he thought I didn’t know there were 2 guys in that apartment. He thought if he remained perfectly still and waited a minute or two, I would have gone far away.
I held my crouched position, with my scope fixated on the open window. Finally, after a minute or so, he began to move and he looked through the window only to see what his dead buddy saw, my rifle pointed right at his face. I pulled the trigger, another perfect headshot.
I didn’t want to give those 2 guys the opportunity to get their revenge on me, so after I shot the 2nd guy, I immediately abandoned my position to go elsewhere on the map.
I had a friend who had a problem with kids driving in his driveway at 3am honked their horn and drove off.
I suggested he put some shingle nails in his driveway and see what happens. It flatened all 4 tires. The kids dad had to call the wrecker to have the car towed to the tire repair store. End of problem.
A nice story with a happy ending!
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