You and I think alike, Ex.
I don’t take iron anywhere, unfortunately; but I do have an asp with me always. The Hadjis knew we wouldn’t use deadly force (rifles) in a crowd situation, but they left the area quick when the riot sticks came out. I’m middle-aged myself, being old enough to have fathered half my platoon. I don’t do marathons, either, so I have to adjust my tactics.
If I’m out someplace and things go south, like your Mumbai scenario, first thing is, get the family away from me; they don’t go anywhere near me, because I’m about to draw attention to myself.
Since I’m not carrying anything, I’ll just use what’s handy; like theirs. I was taught to pick the weakest member of the opposition, separate him from the pack, take him down and use what he brought.
100% spot on, buddy. I call the technique The Art of Trading Up!
If I have a .22, I can get an AK47. If I have an AK, I can get an M60. The process continues on and on.
What if the weakest member of the opposition is stronger than you? We all get old and frail if we live long enough. ;0(